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我一九六八年患了结核性骨膜炎,疼痛难忍,腿肿得象小水桶粗,整天卧床不起。睡在床上,想着贫下中农响应毛主席的号召,在战天斗地学大寨,为三大革命做贡献,自己不能为农业学大寨掏劲出力,心里有说不出的难受。有多少个夜晚,我为自己成了废人,给国家、集体增加负担,麻烦左邻右舍,而从梦中哭醒。我多么盼望医生们把我的腿治好。可惜,请了十多位名大
I suffered from tuberculous periostitis in 1968. My pain was unbearable. My legs were swollen like a small bucket and could not be bedridden all day long. Asleep in bed, thinking of the poor middle peasants to respond to the call of Chairman Mao to study Dazhai during the war days and make contributions to the three revolutions, they can not dig out the power for learning Dazhai in agriculture and can not express their discomfort. How many nights I have become a waste for myself, to the country, the collective burden, trouble neighbors, and waking from a dream. How I hope the doctors will cure my leg. Pity, please more than a dozen names