刚刚读罢《西藏生死书》,放在桌上,远眺前方,回忆过往,泪如雨下……1980年,我出生在一个内陆小城。出生那天,据母亲讲,没有什么天生异象,只有营养不良,母亲奶水不好,我是吃玉米糊糊长大的。父母把最好的东西都给了我。爷爷、奶奶、姥爷、姥姥把我视为掌中之宝。长大后,爷爷、姥爷、奶奶都相继去世,但他们离开时,我却不在身边,连最后一面也未见上。 Just read the “Tibet Book of Life and Death”, on the table, overlooking the front, memories of the past, tears rain ... ... 1980, I was born in a small town inland. On the day of birth, according to my mother, there is no natural vision, only malnutrition, mother’s milk is not good, I grew up eating corn paste. My parents gave me the best Grandpa, grandma, grandpa, grandmother regarded me as treasure in my hand. When I grow up, my grandpa, my grandpa and my grandmother died one after another, but when they left, I was not around, and I did not even see the last one.