我的童年是在僻远的山村度过。家里很穷,平时进城的机会都很难得,更别说照相了。那时候偶尔有人胸前挂着个照相机,像走方的郎中一样走村串户给人照相。我也哭闹着要照相,可是家里那有这个“闲”钱,于是母亲骗我说:照相会把人的魂勾走,就会迷路回不了家了。果然吓得我不敢再照相了。不经意间,我看到母亲转身“揉”眼的动作,后 My childhood is spent in the remote mountain village. Home is poor, usually the opportunity to enter the city are rare, let alone a photo. At that time, someone occasionally hung a camera on his chest, walking like a village in a village like a roaming party. I also cry for a photo, but at home there is this “idle ” money, so my mother lied to me: the camera will take people’s soul go, you will get lost can not go home. Really scared I can not shoot anymore. Inadvertently, I saw the mother turned “rubbing ” eye movement, after