我不能完整地回忆和叙述出关于碾子口卢家、周家以及我娘的那些被忘却或被深记的旧事,于是,我在这篇文章的某些情节中增添了许多我的想象和思想倾向。我以为这并不影响故事的真实性、朴素性,我努力地在使自己保持一种冷静、一种淡漠。我深爱我的家乡,深爱我那生我养我的爹娘。然而在我被现实所困缚的那个年代里,我曾深深地怨恨于我娘,我自以为我爹的死是因为我娘的不贞不洁而酿的祸。我深 I can not fully recollect and narrate the old forgotten or deep-seated stories about the mills Lu Jia, Zhou Jia and my mother, so I added a lot of my imagination and thoughts to some of the articles in this article tendency. I think this does not affect the authenticity of the story, simple, I try to keep myself calm, a kind of indifference. I love my hometown, I love my life I raise my father and mother. However, in the days when I was trapped by reality, I deeply hated my mother. I thought that my father’s death was caused by the infidelity and uncleanness of my mother. I am deep