1昏昏的夜,一盏煤油灯忽明忽暗,如跃动着的一抹鬼火儿,一闪一闪地亮了,窗纸上映出姥姥佝偻的背影。那时候,山村里还没有电灯。一到了晚上,我就怕黑,姥姥就划根火柴,往煤油灯的捻子上一燎,呼啦一下,黑咕隆咚的屋子里即刻就亮堂起来了。人活在黑暗里,才渴望光明。屋子里有了光,人的身上也就不会觉得那么冷了,心里也就不觉得闷屈了,思维也跟着如豆的灯火一点点晃动着活跃起来了。灯火赶跑了我脑子里的瞌睡虫儿。我是个贪心的孩子,总 A dizzy night, a kerosene lamp flickering, such as a moving ghost fire, flashing light, the window paper showing the back of the grandmother staggering. At that time, there was no light in the village. When I arrived at night, I was afraid of darkness. My grandmother drew a match and went to the torch of a kerosene lamp. Once you started to huff, you would wake up in a dark, dark room. People live in darkness, longing for light. There is light in the room, the human body will not feel so cold, my heart will not feel bored, thinking also followed the light of beans as a little rocking active. Lights drove sleepy worms in my mind. I am a greedy child, always