昨晚在梦里,又见我的莲儿背着书包在灿黄的油菜花丛中奔跑着,欢快地挥着手喊我妈妈……睁开眼,望着这空落落的破砖房,泪水再次湿了枕巾。 莲儿她爸死得早,孤儿寡母的日子过得很难也很清苦,但莲儿单纯的笑声总能减轻我的疲惫。日子一天天过去了,莲儿胖藕般的小手也渐渐变得秀气起来。 Last night in a dream, see my lotus carrying a school bag ran in the bright yellow rape blossoms, cheerfully waving my mother ... ... opened his eyes and looked at the empty broken brick house, wet the tears again Pillow Linger her dad died early, orphaned widowed mother’s life is very difficult and very hard, but lotus pure laughter can always reduce my fatigue. Day by day, Lothar fat lotus-like small hands gradually become delicate.