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姥姥走了,79岁,生活的艰辛和挣扎可以一一放下了。农村妇女的晚景总是无比凄凉。慢慢丧失劳动能力,也就被剥夺了参与家庭事务的权利,慢慢地,活着已无关尊严,只是活着而已。姥姥去世前最后的日子里,依然弓着身子,跌跌撞撞给牲畜添喂草料。这是垂死挣扎的要强,只为争取一些在别人眼里还苟延残喘着的价值。这价值,是近乎乞求般让自己的一日三餐显得顺理成章。经济状况就是这么赤裸裸制约着我们生活的全部,
Grandma is gone, 79 years old, life’s hardships and struggles can be put down one by one. The evening scene of rural women is always extremely bleak. Gradually losing his ability to work is also deprived of the right to participate in family affairs. Slowly, being alive has nothing to do with dignity, it is just living. The last days before her grandmother died, she still bowed and stumbled to feed herds with fodder. This is a dying struggle, only for the sake of some others who still linger in the eyes of the value. This value is almost begging yourself to get three meals a day seems logical. The economic situation is so naked about the whole of our lives,