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爷爷活着的时侯,有一段时间,我从心底里恨死他,直到1983年7月11日,爷爷走了,我才真正感到他已经离我们很远了,远得隔着厚厚的泥土和无尽的岁月。20年了,多少个深夜,我在梦中与爷爷相遇,一次又一次回到童年,回到让我很少留恋却让我惧怕、饥饿的童年生活。那时,我和同龄的小朋友每天饿着肚子上学,放学了饿着肚子上山打柴。只要见到可以吃的东西,那怕是污秽的也会用贪婪的眼睛盯着,嘴里垂涎欲滴。饥渴的岁月,饥渴的
Grandpa lived for a time, I hate him from the bottom of my heart, until July 11, 1983, my grandfather gone, I really felt he was far away from us, far away across the thick soil And endless years. 20 years, how many late night, I met my grandfather in a dream, time and time again back to childhood, back to let me rarely nostalgia, but I am afraid, hungry childhood. At that time, my peers and my kids went to school hungry everyday and went to school hungry with firewood. As long as you see what you can eat, even if it is dirty will be staring with greedy eyes, his mouth coveted. Thirsty years, thirsty