婴儿时,母亲的双手给了我第一次对世界的感受,那里有我挺立于天地之间的原始动n.jB提时,母亲的双手是我唯一的目标,在不断延伸的道路上,于千变万幻的人生风景中,它一次次地模糊,又一次次地清晰 长大了.母亲的双手成了一本我读不懂的书:顽强与坚韧、温情与沉思、叹息与呐喊、负 Baby, the mother’s hands gave me the first time the world’s feelings, there I have stood between heaven and earth the original move, mother’s hands are my only goal, on the road to continuous expansion, In the ever-changing landscape of life, it is again and again blurred, and again and again clearly grew up .Mother’s hands became a book I can not read: tenacious and tenacity, warmth and contemplation, sigh and cry ,negative