2003年3月7日,有朋友打电话给远在深圳的我,告之恩师王建国病逝的噩耗。放下电话,我忍不住放声大哭,悲痛得不能自已。小时候家里穷,父母旧思想严重,我一个女儿家不能上学,可我偏偏渴望读书。每当看到别的孩子欢欢喜喜去上学,我就呆在家里悄悄掉眼泪。我求过父母,但无论怎样哀求 March 7, 2003, a friend called me far away in Shenzhen, told the mentor Wang died of the bad news. Put down the phone, I can not help but burst into tears, sad not to own. When I was a child, I was poor at home, my parents were old, and I could not go to school with my daughter. Whenever I saw other children happily go to school, I would stay at home and quietly shed tears. I begged my parents, but no matter how much I beg