记得那时我从学堂回家,母亲总在灶上汗流满面地烧饭,我就悄悄把书本一放,挑水或放牛去了。 I remember whenever I came back from school and saw mother busy cooking in the kitchen with sweat streaming down her face, I would immediately lay down my books and ...
The little boy became inquisitive, “Mummy, where are you going? To the temple?”“No. I’m going to live with the Li family, about thirty li away.”“I want to go with you.”“No, you can’t, darling!”“Why?” he countered. 🎈表示...