“常回家看看,回家看看,哪怕帮妈妈洗洗筷子.刷刷碗……”听着街头的音乐,顶着刺骨的寒风,我知道,出来打工一年多的我是该回家看看那两鬓斑白的父母双亲了……火车将我从南疆拉回了北域。顶着漫天飞舞的雪花我敲开了300多个日夜都思念着的家门,妈妈一把抱住了我:“儿啊,你好狠心呀,一年了,也不给家里 ”Go home to see, go home and see, even help my mother wash chopsticks. Brush brush bowl ... “ Listen to the street music, piercing the breeze, I know, work more than a year out of me It is the home to see the parents of those two parents Pam white ... ... The train pulled me back from the southern border of the North. Against the snow all over the sky I knocked on more than 300 home day and night all night, my mother clinging to me: ”ah ah, hey cruel ah, a year, do not give home