说这故事的,是我的一位好朋友。“父亲失业多时,家有断炊之虞。一日,父亲在外奔波,母亲在家伫候。两个弟弟,一个四岁、一个两岁,喝了稀粥。半饿不饱,哭闹半天,勉强入睡了。我呢,六岁,饿得死命用那瘪瘪的肚皮去压那薄薄的床板,越压越饿,满腔都是熊熊的饥火。最要命的是,这时,正是举炊时分,前房人家饭熟菜香,那种飘送过来的浓香,真是味觉的凌迟。趁着母亲打盹,我开门跑了出去,跑到前房人家那儿,掀开门帘 This story is a good friend of mine. ”Father unemployed for a long time, the family has the risk of cooking off .On the 1st, his father running around, his mother waiting at home .Two brothers, one four years old, one two years old, drank gruel.Full half hungry, cry for a long time, Barely falling asleep, and I, six, hungry, dead-wounded with the flattened belly to press the thin bed, the more hungry the more pressure hungry, full of blazing famine. The most terrible is that at this time, it is Cooking time, the antecedents cooked cooked vegetables incense, the kind of floating fragrance sent over, really taste of Ling Ling. Taking advantage of my mother nap, I ran out of the open door, went to the front room where the people, opened the curtain