去冬至今冬,在乡下呆了一年。不得近侍母亲,只匆忙回家望过几番,除此唯于梦中相见相慰。而梦有吉凶,便吉梦怕反,凶梦疑真,好梦坏梦,总难释怀。就常寄钱寄药,常寄语。但内心总难消停。 Go winter solstice this winter, spent a year in the country. Not close to his mother, only hurried home looking over several times, except in the dream of mutual comfort. The dream of good and bad, then Kyrgyzstan and the opposite, fierce dreams suspicious, dreams, bad dreams, always hard to remember. Often send money to send drugs, often send words. But the heart is always difficult to stop.