一九五九年初春的一个傍晚,天空飘着雪花。盲人学校门口,正值放学时间,盲童们都嘻笑着走出校门,去到各自家长的跟前。少女石榴花围着围巾,象往常一样又来到这里,专注地望着一群群走过去的盲童,一双大眼睛似乎在寻找着什么人。这时,一阵欢畅悦耳的钢琴声从盲校琴室里传出。琴室里,一个双目失明的少年,双手娴熟地弹着琴键,眼里闪着激动的光彩,他就是石榴花 One evening in the early spring of 1959, the sky floated with snowflakes. Blind people in front of schools, school hours, blind children are laughing out of school, go to their parents. Girl pomegranate surrounded the scarves, as usual, come here again, looking intently at a group of blind children go past, a pair of big eyes seems to be looking for someone. At this time, a pleasant piano sound came from the blind school piano room. In the piano room, a blind boy with a dull eyes, his hands playing the keys skillfully, his eyes sparkling with excitement, he is a pomegranate