一个女人随便为了什么事都会哭得比她那会儿更剧烈,更伤痛1979年,中越开战。3月底,我与班上两位同学随铁道兵文工团南下广西劳军,给军人画像。那天吃过午饭,我们所在的营盘有小兵引进一对自称从长沙赶来的中年夫妇,领到连长面前。那母亲,也就 A woman casually cried out for anything more dramatic than she did later, more painful 1979, Vietnam war. By the end of March, I accompanied two classmates with the classmates of the Corps of the Corps of the Rolling Stock Corps to the south of Guangxi to give military portraits. Lunch was eaten that day, and our camp there was a soldier who introduced a pair of middle-aged couples who claim to have arrived from Changsha. That mother, too