小时候,我们家和别人家一样。我的父亲非常疼我,虽然穷,但每次他去上海出差,都一定会省出钱来给我买一把水果糖吃。我一直以为,虽然我们很穷,但是我有一个温馨的家庭,这样简单的幸福一定会一直陪我长大。可有时候现实就是这么的残酷,连这样朴素的愿望老天也不满足我。在我6岁的时候,我的父亲,因患脑癌在上海去世。那时候我太小了,小到连死亡是什么也不清楚。我怎么也 When I was young, our family was just like everyone else. My father hurts me very much, although poor, but every time he went to Shanghai on business, will certainly save money to buy me a fruit sugar to eat. I always thought that although we are poor, but I have a warm family, so simple happiness will always be with me. Sometimes the reality is so cruel, even such a simple desire God does not satisfy me. When I was 6 years old, my father died of brain cancer in Shanghai. At that time I was too young to know what was death. How can i