那天,父亲从地里挑回一担山芋,倒到地上,正要挑起空筐走,我跑过去一屁股坐进一只筐里,要他挑我到地里。父亲捏捏我的小胖脸蛋,从门口搬来两块土坯,放进另一只筐里,挑起来……于是我在颤悠悠的箩筐里,听着父亲哼哼唧唧的小调儿,感觉像小鸟一样,张开翅膀,飞了起来。 That day, my father picked a potato from the ground, fell to the ground, is about to pick up an empty basket, I ran into the buttocks one sat in a basket, asking him to pick me into the ground. My dad pinched my chubby face and moved two adobe pieces from the doorway into the other basket to pick it up ... So I was in my jumble basket and listening to my father's chirp Like a bird, spread its wings and fly up.