在小时候,每当冬夜,我们一大家人围着大圆桌吃饭。我经常坐在祖母身旁,祖母总是摸着我的头说:“感谢老天爷赏我们家饭吃。记住!饭碗里一粒米都不许剩,要是糟蹋粮食,老天爷就不给咱们饭吃了。”刚上小学的我,正念一些打倒偶像、破除迷信的课文。我的学校就是从前的关帝庙,我的书桌就是供桌。我曾给周仓画上眼镜,给关平戴上胡子。祖母的话,老天爷什么的,我觉得既多余,又落伍的。 At a young age, every winter night, we all eat around the big round table. I often sit next to my grandmother, my grandmother always touched my head and said: “Thank God for our family to eat. Remember! A bowl of rice are allowed to leave, if spoil food, God will not give us rice Ate. ”" I just went to primary school, mindful some overthrow idols, get rid of superstitious text. My school is the former Guandi Temple, my desk is for the table. I have put Zhoucang painted glasses, wear a beard to Guan Ping. Grandmother’s words, what God, I think both redundant and outdated.