一周末宅在家里陪孩子,闺女在我身边玩,不知道是玩高兴了还是怎么的,她突然唱起歌来:小斑鸠,咕咕咕/我家来了个好姑姑/同我吃的一锅饭/跟我住的一间屋/白天下地搞生产/回来扫地又喂猪/我问姑姑苦不苦/她说不苦不苦很幸福/要问她是哪一个/她是下放的好干部。统共十句,有六句都是一个调。这歌我之前没听过,但从其简单粗暴的调子和极具时代特色的内容来看,我可以断定是我妈教的。因为大约半年前,我闺女曾经夹着 A weekend at home with her children, her daughter playing around me, do not know how happy or play, she suddenly sang: Little Turtledove, Cuckoo / my family came a good aunt / with my one Pot rice / a room I live in / under the sun to engage in production / sweeping back and feeding pigs / I asked Aunt bitter bitter / she said no pain is not bitter / very happy to ask her / she is decent cadre. A total of ten sentences, six are a tune. This song I have not heard before, but from its simple and rude tone and highly characteristic of the times, I can conclude that my mom taught. Because about six months ago, my girl had been clutched