散寒草开始,他不知道母亲已经死了。只是不明白为什么春天来了,母亲的身体没有热反而冷了呢?他等在母亲身边,盼望母亲的身体和自己的身体一样热起来,他就时不时拿手摸母亲。一会儿摸母亲的手,一会儿摸母亲的脸,一会儿摸母亲的肚子,无论摸母亲哪里母亲都是冷的。母亲是冷的,这情形他从未遇见过。他有些害怕。他想是不是自己的手冷?他立刻把手放到脸上,发现手是热的。他埋下脸,用脸挨母亲,挨母亲的脸,母亲的脸是冷的,挨 Cold sparse grass began, he did not know the mother is dead. Just do not understand why the spring is coming, the mother’s body is not cold but cold? He waited on the mother’s side, looking forward to the mother’s body and his body as hot, he from time to time touch his mother. While touching the mother’s hand while touching the mother’s face, while touching the mother’s stomach, no matter where the mother touched the mother is cold. Mother is cold, this situation he never met before. He is a little scared He thought it was not his own hand cold? He immediately put his hand on his face and found that the hand is hot. He buried his face, his face to face mother, mother’s face, the mother’s face is cold, suffer