我出生在农村,四岁那一年,妈妈带我离开了家乡。记得那一天,天空中飘荡着一团又一团的白云,滚圆的太阳悠悠地悬晃在山头上。我伏在妈妈的肩上,妈妈吃力地背着我爬上一座山。山风在吟,小鸟在鸣。不知过了多久,我和妈妈站在山头上,妈妈用手指了一下那遥远的地方,说:“那就是我们 I was born in the countryside, at the age of four, my mother took me home. I remember that day, the sky floating in groups of white clouds, dazzling sun dangling in the hills. I lay on my mother's shoulder, my mother struggling to climb me up a mountain. Mountain breeze, birds in the ring. I do not know how long, my mother and I stood on the hill, my mother pointed a finger that far away, said: "That is us