小时候,家在偏僻的农村,日子过得捉襟见肘。母亲面对困窘的生活从不抱怨,只是用辛勤的双手不停劳作,把清苦的生活打理得风生水起,让平淡的时光温暖香甜。有一年年夜,母亲神秘地端来一个盆子。打开盆盖,黑得发亮的冻梨间点缀着几个又大又红的果子,灯光下闪着诱人的光泽,那红果叫柿子。 When I was a child, my family lived in a remote rural area and had a hard time with them. My mother never complained about the embarrassing life, just keep working hard with hard hands, the painstaking life carefree, so dull and warm sweet time. One year, my mother mysteriously came to a pot. Open the lid, shiny black pear decorated with a few large and red fruit, light flashing attractive luster, the red fruit called persimmon.