“您可是又在村口把我张望？您可是又在窗前把我默想？……”每当听到彭丽媛这首《白发亲娘》的歌曲时，我心中便油然而升起对母亲的思念和对母爱的回味。１９７６年３月６日的黄昏，在我参军即将迈出家门的那一刻，一向性格坚强的母亲哭泣着，用她那双饱经风霜的手，不时地冲 “But you looked at me again at the entrance of the village, but did you meditate at the window?” Whenever I heard Peng Liyuan’s song “White-Haired Kiss Mother,” my heart rose to her mother Miss and love aftertaste. The dusk on March 6, 1976, at the moment when I joined the army and took my family home, was always crying with a beloved mother, using her weathered hands to punctually