母亲的双手捧不起我的军功章 儿时的我特别钟情过年。大年初一，穿上母亲秋冬季节赶织的粗布花格新衣裳，脚蹬母亲一针一线纳就的厚底白帮黑面的新棉鞋，心中那个美劲就甭提了。 那时的冬夜感觉特别漫长，没有电灯，更谈不上看电视解闷，但人际关系都特别好，我家几乎每晚都有 I am particularly in love with the New Year when my mother’s hands can not afford my military chapter. The New Year’s Day, put on the mother’s autumn and winter sewn to the weaving of coarse cloth new clothes, pedal mother stitch satisfied that the thick white to help the black side of the new cotton shoes, the hearts of the United States to mention it. At that time the winter night feels particularly long, no lights, let alone watching TV boredom, but interpersonal relationships are particularly good, my home almost every night