二十年前,我十几岁时,母亲在睡梦中去世了。我搬进了一间窄小的公寓,每天打三份零工才够勉强度日,有时甚至还要卖掉首饰付房租。一天晚上我疲倦地回到家,煮了面条在旧餐桌边坐下,拿起叉子—再累也得吃东西啊。突然我停住了,想起母亲一直要我在饭前说感恩的 Twenty years ago, when I was a teenager my mother passed away in her sleep. I moved into a small apartment, managed to work three jobs a day, and sometimes even sold the jewelery for rent. One night I went home tiredly, boiled noodles and sat down at the old table, picked up my fork - and I had to eat again. Suddenly I stopped, remember my mother always wanted me to say thankful before meals