那年我12岁,是家里很不顺的一年,处处弥漫着哀伤的味道。先是祖父去世,然后父亲在工作中受伤,中指被车床绞断;随后是哥哥闯了祸,和几个小混混一起偷铁被派出所抓去,坐了班房还要罚款;紧接着是姐姐被一个男人欺骗了感情,整日里精神恍惚。这些事情几乎是一起涌过来的,母亲像一个太极高手,四两拨千斤,硬生生用她柔弱之躯扛起了这一切。父亲在医院里并不知晓家里发生的其他变故,母亲 I was 12 years old that year, is a very bad year at home, everywhere filled with sad taste. First, the death of his grandfather, and then his father was injured in the work, the middle finger was twist off the lathe; followed by brother broke into trouble, and several small bully steal iron was arrested by the police station, sit in the house but also a fine; followed by the sister was a Man cheated the feelings, trance all day long. These things almost came together, the mother like a tai chi master, defied the slightest, abruptly with her weak body to carry it all. My father did not know at home in the hospital other misfortune, mother