二十多年前,他还是个十多岁的毛头小子。一天,他偷偷卖了血,买回了一个在当时认为没用的家伙——照相机。父亲狠狠地骂了他一顿,他没有哭,只是告诉父亲,自己喜欢摄影。父亲倒也开明,卖掉两头猪,就送他去北京学艺。学成回家,父亲又东借西凑,筹钱为他在县城开了个照相馆,生意很是红火。父亲看在眼里,喜在心头,觉得自己的儿子 Twenty years ago, he was still a teenage boy. One day he secretly sold his blood and bought a guy who was considered useless at the time - the camera. His father severely scolded him for a meal, he did not cry, but told his father that he likes photography. His father was also open-minded, sold two pigs, they sent him to Beijing to learn arts. Learning to go home, his father borrowed together, raising money for him in the county opened a photo shop, business is booming. Father looks in the eyes, hi heart, feel his son