很久很久以前秋天本不是像现在这般红那一年的秋天大旱降临了这个村庄残疾的儿子无力地躺在床上渴求的目光射向母亲———我要喝水啊,我要水母亲转过背,用手揉着那早已流干了泪水的双眼———孩子啊,我出去看看去看看哪里还有水母亲拿着那只空碗来到那棵老树下没有绿叶,只有干 Long, long time ago, the autumn was not as red as it is now. The autumn of that year was a great drought. The son of a handicapped son in this village was so weak that he was lying on the bed and eagerly gazed at his mother.—I want to drink water. I want the water mother to turn. I passed my back and rubbed my eyes with tears in my hands.—Children, I went out to see where the water mother took the empty bowl and came to the old tree without greenery. Only dry