天空下着毛毛细雨,刚下班到家,就听见父亲那焦急的声音:“鸡又死了三只。”我的心好像忽然停止了跳动似的,口中一声轻叹,唉……还不到三天时间,刚从市上买回来的五十多只鸡,到现在为止,算来已死了四十三只了,连剩下的几只能否活,我也不知道,我的希望像肥皂泡一样破了。父亲、母亲都是文盲,虽然思想不是很封建,但是由于没有文化,往往要走许多冤枉路,无论什么他们都是凭运气。要找一分钱相当的不容易,想到这里,我真有点后悔,当初父母劝我不要买鸡来喂,原因是市场上的小鸡绝 The sky was drizzled, and when I got home from work, I heard his father’s anxious voice: “The chicken died another three.” My heart seemed to suddenly stop beating, and I sighed in my mouth. In three days, more than fifty chickens that had just been bought from the city had already been forty-three dead by now. Even the rest of them could only live. I don’t know, either. Hope to break like a soap bubble. Fathers and mothers are illiterate. Although their thoughts are not very feudal, there are often many roads to go because of lack of culture. No matter what they are, they are lucky. It’s not easy to find a penny. When I think of this, I really regret it. My parents advised me not to buy chickens to feed them because the chicks in the market