童年时代,家里的日子不好过。每到夏季一家人总是受到饥饿的袭击。可是无论怎样,我这根三代单传的独苗总是不愁“饭来张口”。面对家人惜之如金的米饭,我从不珍惜。一碗米饭,我把一半扒进嘴去,一半顺着衣襟洒到地上。曾祖父是个饱受苍桑的典型中国农民,每每看到我吃饭的景象,就长叹起来:“滴水成河,粒米成箩。这年头粮食不容易来,生崽,听话吧! Childhood, the days of family life is not good. Every summer, the family is always hit by hunger. However, no matter what, I am the root of the three generations of single seedlings are always worried about ”rice to open mouth.“ In the face of family members cherish the rice, I never cherish. A bowl of rice, I put half pa into the mouth, half down the clothes spilled to the ground. My great-grandfather was a typical Chinese peasant suffering from Cangsang. When I saw the scene of my meal, I sigh deeply: ”This is not easy for me to eat grain, grain, obedient!