曾读过这样一则故事:在一个小山村里,有一对夫妇,女人双腿瘫痪,男人双目失明。春夏秋冬,女人用眼睛观察世界,男人用双腿“丈量”生活:播种、管理、收获……时光如水,却始终未能冲刷掉他们脸上洋溢的幸福。当有人问他们为什么幸福时,他们异口同声地反问:“我们为什么不幸福呢?” I have read such a story: In a small mountain village, there are a couple, women with both legs paralysed, and the man is blind in both eyes. In spring, summer and autumn, women observe the world with their eyes. Men use their legs to “measure” life: sowing, managing, harvesting, etc. The time is like water, but it has never been able to wash away the happiness of their faces. When someone asked them why they were happy, they asked in unison: “Why are we not happy?”