母亲的印象,至今还是模模糊糊,只能从一些老照片中,断断续续地串起与母亲极短相处日子的点点滴滴。当哥哥只有10岁,我只有6岁时,母亲就因病溘然离我们而去。父亲续了弦,后母自己有一个亲生儿子叫阿智。由于偏心,什么家务活都让哥哥干。哥哥在刺骨的冷水里洗衣服,双手冻得像红萝卜一样,炎炎烈日 Mother’s impression is still vague, only from some old photos, intermittently strung bit by bit with the mother very short-lived. When my brother was only 10 years old and I was only 6 years old, my mother ran away from us because of illness. His father continued the string, the stepmother has a biological son called Achi. Because of eccentricity, what domestic work let my brother dry. My brother washes clothes in the biting cold water, her hands frozen like carrots and scorching the sun