岁月永是流逝,那渐行渐远消失在记忆尽头斑斑驳驳的印痕,总是在灵魂的深处,片片断断、模模糊糊地搅扰在半睡半醒的梦中……在那苦涩的年代,爹娘披星戴月在土里刨食,总是挣不够一家人的口粮,总是填不饱一个个孩子那深不见底的肚皮。更别说有什么零钱给孩子们买来精美的零食,让孩子们解解馋。虽然有东家的枣,西家的梨,南院的柿子,北院的杏,却总也周济不了各家各院孩子那肚子里的馋虫。然而,孩子们自有孩子们的乐趣,在记忆中,那苦 Time is always passing, that disappear away in the memory of the end of the mottled mottled imprint, always in the depths of the soul, piece breaks, vaguely disturbing in the sleep half awake dream ... ... in that bitter Age, the father and mother wearing a star in the earth to dig food, always earn enough food for the family, always fill the bottomless belly of a child. Not to mention any change to the children bought beautiful snacks, so that children greedy. Although there are members of the jujube, West pear home, persimmon south hospital, North Hospital of apricot, but also always can not afford the homes of the children that belly of greedy worms. However, children have their own children’s fun, in memory, that bitter