三个月之前,雪寒,情暖;三个月之后,地动,心连。我不知道那是怎样惊天动地的坍塌,我只知道,母亲节之后的那天,有位年轻的妈妈正紧紧抱着她怀里的孩子轻喃:宝宝,若你活下去了,记得妈妈一直爱着你。那不是一位母亲,那是千千 Three months ago, snow cold, warmth; three months later, moving, heart even. I do not know how it was atrocious collapse, I only know that the day after Mother’s Day, a young mother is holding her arms tightly in her arms: baby, if you live, I remember my mother has been love With you. That is not a mother, it is thousands