所有的秘密非常简单。 放倒一棵树,鸟儿露出了翅膀, 大地和草儿晒到了阳光。 这是老石的一首诗。他所描述的秘密在某种程度上就像我的秘密。 十三岁那年,我经历着人生的最大苦难。那一年,我哥哥考上了省城的大学,为了哥哥的学费,父亲没日没夜地打工挣钱。终于,有一天,他从脚架上摔下来,没了双腿。那一年的冬天特别冷,类风湿病严重的母亲用她赢弱的身子支撑着这个家。谁也没有开口说让 All the secrets are very simple. Put down a tree, the birds show their wings, the sun and grass sun. This is a poem of the old stone. The secrets he describes are somehow my secret. Thirteen years old, I experienced the greatest suffering in life. That year, my brother was admitted to the provincial capital of the university, in order to brother’s tuition, my father worked day and night to earn money. Finally, one day, he fell off the tripod, no legs. The year was particularly cold in the winter, and the rheumatoid mother supported her home with her weaker body. Nobody said anything