他从小就喜欢爬树,常常和村里的小伙伴们爬到树上掏鸟窝、捉知了。有时他想,自己要是一只鸟儿该多好,那样,他就可以飞到父母身边了。这样的想法在他脑子里存在很久了。他真的不明白,出外打工的父母为什么会忙得连着几年春节都不回来。他和爷爷在家,过得冷冷清清。他常常趁大鸟外出觅食的时候,爬到树上望着鸟窝里的小鸟发愣。他想象着,小鸟长大,飞出鸟窝,离开父母独自觅食的情景。 He grew up like tree-climbing, often with the village’s friends climbed into the tree dig nest, catch it. At times he thought he would be better off if he had a bird so that he could fly to his parents. This idea existed in his mind for a long time. He really did not understand why the parents who went out to work did not come back for years even after the Spring Festival. He and grandfather at home, live in despair. He often climbed into the trees and looked at the birdie in a bird’s nest when he was out for food. He imagined that the bird grew up, flew out of the nest, leaving the scene of their parents feeding alone.