第一种记忆在二十多年前,马路还是弯弯曲曲的羊肠小道,路上汽车还很少,踩着自行车的人按着手把上的小车铃。我跟在妈妈身边,一路数着走过了几个大上坡几个大下坡拐过多少弯,忽然抬起头,看见不远处横跨两座小山头的天桥时,便欣喜地拉着妈妈的衣角大叫:“外婆家到了!外婆家到了!” The first memory of more than 20 years ago, the road is winding winding trails, the road is still very small, people riding on the bicycle bell on the hand bell. I am with my mother, count the number of a few great uphill down a few steps down a few bends, suddenly looked up and saw not far away across the two hill’s footbridge, then delightfully pulled Mom’s clothes shouted: “Grandmother arrived! Grandmother arrived!”