又是一年寒风起。乡下的老母亲打来电话说,她做了一床加宽的新棉被,让我抽空去取。放下电话,我百感交集,一件件往事又浮现在眼前。我们家兄弟姊妹五个。小时候晚上睡觉,父母搂着最小的弟弟,姐姐和妹妹在一起,我和大弟睡一张床。那个年代家里穷,到了冬天,旧棉花做成的一床粗布棉被,总遮不住我们的身体。加之大弟睡觉不老实,夜里老蹬被子,被子上面捂盖的棉衣棉裤常掉到床下。冰冷的夜里,一床被子你争我拽,经 It is also a year from the cold wind. The country’s old mother called to say she made a new widened quilt, let me take the time to take. Put down the phone, I feel mixed, one piece of the past has emerged in front of us. Five of our brothers and sisters. When I was young, I slept with my younger brother, my sister and my sister, and I slept with a younger brother. That era of poor family, in the winter, the cotton made of old cotton quilts, always hide our body. In addition Big Brother sleep is not honest, the old pedal at night quilt, quilt covered cotton padded trousers often fall to the bed. Cold night, a quilt you fight me dragging, after