我的舅舅是一位煤矿工人。他在旧中国长大,没有文化,连自己的姓名都不会写。长年的井下作业使他的皮肤很白很细,炯炯有神的眼睛,高高的个子,长得很帅。了解他的人都说,他内在的美比外表还靓。 那是在1973年冬季的一天,每天步行上班的舅舅带着家人的温馨,健步在晨曦的朝晖里,当他与同伴们来到 My uncle is a coal mine worker. He grew up in old China, no culture, even his own name will not write. Long years of downhole work made his skin very white, bright eyes, tall, handsome. People who know him say that his inner beauty is pretty. That was the day of the winter of 1973, where the uncle who walked to work every day took the warmth of his family and took a walk in the morning light, when he and his companions came