在我家的客厅里,醒目地挂着一幅画。画中一只斑斓猛虎伏卧山岗,昂首张口,虎啸声声,震撼山岳——好一幅卧虎雄风图啊! 本人原来也是一条生龙活虎的壮汉子,三十多岁如日中天时遭遇了意外事故——那个难忘的中午,阴云下,风声凄厉……我头晕目眩摔了下来……苏醒后,我想挪动一下腿,可下肢已经失去知觉,不听指挥了,我怎能相信这个残酷的现实哪?就在前几天,我还精力充沛地骑自行车,沿着崎岖坎坷的山间土 In my living room, a painting hung noticeably. A gorgeous tiger lying on the hillside painting, proudly opening mouth, tiger whistling sound, shaking the mountain - a humble figure! I was a strong old man, in his mid-thirties suffered an accident Accident - that unforgettable noon, cloudy, mournful winds ... ... I dizzy fell ... ... wake up, I would like to move my leg, the lower limbs have been unconscious, do not listen to the command, how can I believe this cruel Reality? Just a few days ago, I also energetically biking, along the rugged mountain soil