我们这年龄的人,妈妈的背是童年难忘的摇篮,有着许多温馨动人的故事。而我对妈妈的背却没有太多的记忆,因为在记忆里,妈妈只背过我一次,仅仅一次,而且是在我累得走不动路时才背的。那年我13岁,妈妈背着1岁的弟弟,带着我到千里之外爸爸工作的矿山去过春节。那是一个位于偏远山区的煤矿,并没有什么繁华之处,但由于人多,有几个大商场,对于一直没离开过小 Our people of this age, mother’s back is a childhood unforgettable cradle, with many warm and moving stories. And I did not remember too much about my mother’s back, because in my memory, my mother only carried me back only once and only when I was tired of walking. That year I was 13 years old, my mother carrying a 1-year-old brother, took me to thousands of miles away from his father’s mine went to the Spring Festival. It is a coal mines located in remote mountainous areas, and no bustling place, but due to the large number of large shopping malls, has never left for small