小考的当天,母亲生日,我借了别人的手机打电话过去。母亲很高兴。我们相爱又相敬,也经常在一起开玩笑。是她告诉我,她的生活是苦的——母亲有个恼人的婆婆,我有一个很懒的奶奶,村人有个讨嫌的邻居。电话里,母亲告诉我,就在那天的前一个晚上,那个过八旬的老人,只是小小地摔了一跤,给后院那个偏僻的角落留下一个永远的噩梦。我没有死亡的概念,我总是分不清现实与梦境。看着她的相片,我想,这也许是梦——什么 Quiz the same day, mother’s birthday, I borrow someone’s cell phone call in the past. Mother is happy. We love and respect each other, often joking together. She told me that her life is bitter - her mother has an annoying mother-in-law, I have a lazy grandmother, the villagers have a suspect neighbor. On the phone, my mother told me that the night before that day, the eighty-year-old man had only a small fall and left a forever-nightmare to the remote corner of the backyard. I do not have the concept of death, I always tell the reality and dreams. Looking at her photos, I think, this may be a dream - what