天空总是给我留下温存的回忆,因为我们在天空下记住了彼此的诺言,而留下的是整个天空的寂寞。我出生在挨近江南的一个城市,这里的女子都温婉如同溪水,声音轻柔。母亲也是个典型的江南女子,在我的印象中,她总是轻声细语,眉目柔和,限睛里是一片浓得化不开的温柔。她搂着我细长的脖颈低低地叫我的名字,莫言,莫言,然后看着我如同看着她的天下。我的父亲在我很小的时候就去世了,所以很多小孩都笑我,我开始只会哭,拽着母亲的衣角问我的父亲到哪儿去了。渐渐地,我学会了坚强,我会捏着拳头打跑每个小孩子,他们都是有父亲的小 The sky always leaves me with memorable memories, because we remembered each other’s promises under the sky, and left the loneliness of the entire sky. I was born in a city near the south of the Yangtze River. The women here are gentle and velvety. The mother is also a typical Jiangnan woman. In my impression, she always whispered softly and her eyes were soft, and she was limited in her gentleness. She stared at my slender neck and called my name low, Mo Yan, Mo Yan, and then looked at me like watching her. My father died when I was very young, so many children laughed at me. I started to cry only, and took my mother’s clothes to ask where my father was. Gradually, I learned to be strong. I will beat my fists and beat every child. They are all children with fathers.