回想儿时,我的心中,就会响起这首歌:“月亮在白莲花般的云朵里穿行,晚风吹来一阵阵快乐的歌声,我们坐在高高的谷堆旁边,听妈妈讲那过去的事情……那时候,妈妈没有土地,全部生活都在两只手上,汗水哎流在地主富人的田野里,妈妈却吃着野菜和谷糠……” When I recollect my childhood, my heart sounded with this song: "The moon walked through white lotus-like clouds and the evening breeze burst into a happy song. We sat beside the tall heap and listened to my mother. That past things ... ... At that time, my mother did not have any land and all her life was in two hands. The sweat flowed in the land of the rich and the landlords, and her mother ate wild vegetables and chaff.