哥哥,你的心儿何时才能打开?时间永远冲不走美好的回忆。清楚地记得小时候,妈妈和我们一起在屋后的泥地上挖坑、烧菜。你嘻嘻哈哈地笑我笨手笨脚,你调皮捣蛋地将泥浆抹在我的脸上。永远记得我们嘴含麦穗躺在金色的麦床上,看着湛蓝的天空中飘着的朵朵白云。偶尔你会突然跳起来吓我,然后拉着我的手在蓝天下奔跑。还有,我们一起放风筝的样子, My brother, when will your heart open? Time will never go away beautiful memories. Clearly remember when I was young, my mom and us dug in the mud behind the house, cooking. You laughing and joking at me clumsy, you muddy plaster in my face. Forever remember that we mouth with wheat ears lying on the golden wheat bed, looking at the blue sky floating in the white clouds. Occasionally you will suddenly jump to scare me, then pull my hand running under the blue sky. Also, let’s fly a kite together,