一1982年,我出生在河南永城的一个小乡村,父母靠种地养活哥哥和我。我小时候的记忆就一个字:苦。苦到什么程度呢?没衣服穿,永远饿,饭桌上唯一的食物就是红薯……这还不算,3岁时,我妈因为太穷了,扔下我们父子3个走了。所以,我没有关于母亲的一切记忆。邻居路过我们家的黄泥房子,常会边念叨边叹气:哎,老黄家这日子,可怎么熬啊!我不知道这话是什么意思,只觉得我们家穷得和别人家不 In 1982, I was born in a small village in Yongcheng, Henan Province. My parents depended on farming to feed my brother and me. When I was young, my memory was a word: bitter. To what extent is it hard to wear? No clothes to wear, never be hungry, the only food on the dinner table is sweet potatoes... This is not enough. When I was 3 years old, my mother was too poor to leave us and her son and son away. So, I don’t have any memory of my mother. The neighbors pass by the yellow mud house in our house and often sigh as they chant and say: Oh, old Huang family, how can I behave! I don’t know what this means, I just feel that our family is poor and others are not at home.