复读一年，我仍名落孙山。连老天爷也不可怜起我来，那段日子天气出奇的好，但我的心情却差到极点。母亲不善言辞，几乎每天都在重复着同一道程序：大清早起床，购菜、洗菜、卖菜……每天中午，我去市场给母亲送饭，都看到她面带微笑，用温和的语气与顾客谈价，认真地称秤，既 Repeat for a year, I still name off Sun Hill. Even God is not my pity, weather was surprisingly good during those days, but my mood is almost extreme. My mother, who spoke poorly, repeated the same procedure almost every day: getting up early in the morning, buying vegetables, washing vegetables and selling vegetables ... Every day at noon, I went to the market to deliver food to my mother and saw her smiling and gentle Talking with customers tone, seriously weigh scale, both