我的老家在山东,一个有着大海的地方。我很小就跟随父母离开了老家,对老家的记忆是一片空白。但母亲对老家总是怀着特别浓厚的感情,而且时间越久,这种感情还与日俱增。因为,老家有母亲太多的挂念,那里有母亲的亲人,有母亲生活过的足迹。还有,老家有母亲的大哥,我的大舅,一个牺牲在抗日前线的战士。历史就像一座回收站,它总是把被时间甩在身后又被人遗忘的人和事收集起来。当我们需要某些回忆时,不妨去那里找一找,说不定就会找到。母亲常带着我在历史的回收站里找寻有关大舅的记忆。母亲说,大舅是为了打日本侵略者牺牲的,他不应该被忘记。我对母亲说,有无数的中国人牺牲在抗日战场上,他(她)们都不应被忘记。母亲说是啊,他(她)们都不应 My hometown is in Shandong, a place with the sea. I was very young to follow my parents left home, the memory of home is a blank. However, mothers always have a special strong feeling towards their hometown, and the longer the time, the feeling is still increasing. Because, there are too many mothers homes miss, there are the mother’s loved ones, there are mothers living footprint. Also, the home has a mother’s brother, my uncle, a soldier sacrificed in the anti-Japanese front. History is like a recycle bin, and it always collects people and things left behind by time and forgotten. When we need some memories, may wish to go there to find one, maybe we will find. Mother often took me in the history of the recycling station to find the memory of the uncle. The mother said that Uncle was sacrificed to fight the Japanese invaders, and he should not be forgotten. I said to my mother that innumerable Chinese people should sacrifice themselves in the anti-Japanese battlefield and they should not be forgotten. Mother said yes ah, he (she) should not