我常常会想起我妈说过的话,尽管以前我不耐烦地管它叫“唠叨”。记得很小的时候,我正在门口跟邻居家的春芳姐玩。她舅舅来了,说刚好还有一张胶片,过来照张相吧。我说我不照,我的衣服不好看。“去吧。”一旁正在纳鞋底的我妈开了口,“是给人照相,不是给衣服照相。”那是我人生中的第一张相片,距今四十年。黑白照片上,我跟春芳姐站在她家的照壁前,满脸灿烂。后来呀,我妈 I often think of what my mom said, though I used to be impatiently calling it “nagging.” I remember a very young age, I was in front of Chun Fang sister to play with their neighbors. Her uncle came and said there was just one more film, come and take a photo. I said I do not according to my clothes do not look good. “Go on. ” My mother mom is sitting in the soles of his mouth, “It’s the picture, not the clothes. ” It was the first of my life, forty years ago. Black and white photos, I stood with her sister Chun Chun Zhao photo wall in front of her face brilliant. Later, my mother