打开记忆的窗户,一丝光亮便照进了心房。哦,那是一盏煤油灯。我的家乡是一个边远的穷山沟,小时候家里很穷,一直点桐油灯和煤油灯。外婆在世的时候,家里一直点桐油灯,虽然那时已从外地进来了煤油,但外婆一直不让点。外婆经历了新旧两个社会,受过许多苦难,所以特别珍惜东西。外婆 When you open the memory window, a light shines into the heart. Oh, it’s a kerosene lamp. My hometown is a remote and poor mountain ditch. When I was a child, my family was very poor. I had always had tung oil and kerosene lamps. When grandma was alive, the family had been igniting the tung oil lamp. Although kerosene had already come in from the field at that time, Grandma had never let her go. Grandma experienced the old and new society and suffered many hardships, so she cherished something. Grandma