我不记得母亲什么时候唱过歌,无论是干活的时候,还是哄我们入睡的时候。我自己的婴幼期当然无从记忆,可是我有一个妹妹,比我小好几岁。然而,挂在厨房的一只钟——它就挂在我的卧床上方——催我入睡的声音却至今犹在耳畔,听得很清楚。那是一只廉价的、厨房用的双 I do not remember when my mother sing songs, whether it is working time, or coax us to sleep. Of course I had no memory of my own infancy, but I had a sister, a little younger than me. However, a clock hanging in the kitchen - it hung above my bed - reminded me that the sound of falling asleep is still in my ears, I heard very clearly. It was a cheap, double kitchen