幼年时,我家住着间半房,房子不大,陈设简陋,屋里显得有些清静。院里窗台前堆了一堆树枝,就是我家的柴。每日妈妈用它生火、做饭、取暖,长期以来,树枝便成了我们家生活的必需品。爸爸是个勤劳的人,每天起早贪黑,除了参加队里的劳动外,还帮着家里推碾、拔草、砍树枝作柴、拾粪等。看着爸爸的辛苦劳作,我决定利用星期天的休息时间,去河湾背柴,替爸爸分忧,当时的我仅13岁。 Childhood, my family lived in a half room, the house is not large, simple furnishings, the house seemed a bit quiet. A pile of branches in front of the windowsill in the courtyard is the firewood of my house. Daily mom use it to fire, cook, warm, for a long time, branches have become necessities of our lives. Dad is an industrious person, every day from morning till night, in addition to joining the team’s labor, but also help push home grind, pull grass, cut branches for firewood, pick manure and so on. Looking at my father’s hard work, I decided to use Sunday’s rest time to go to the Bay to carry firewood, to worry about my father, when I was only 13 years old.