曾经很穷,是他们的历史。无房无根基的第一代城市移民,可是,很穷不等于没有快乐和幸福。至今,回想起来,那个时候的他们真的很幸福。她把吃完瓜瓤的西瓜皮做成清爽的小菜,两个人在小桌子上争抢着吃;在每个黄昏,她抱着小小的幼儿在路口等他,然后紧紧地相拥着回家;晚饭过后孩子入睡,他们去破旧的楼顶看月朗星稀的天空,满天的星星就是他们最夺目的钻石。那时,他们毫不犹豫地认 Used to be poor, is their history. The first generation of urban immigrants have no houses and no roots. However, being poor means not having happiness and happiness. So far, in retrospect, at that time they were really happy. She made fresh watermelon peel off the melon, two people fighting for food on the small table; at each evening she hugged her little child at the intersection, and then hugged Go home; children go to sleep after dinner, they go to the dilapidated roof to see the sparse sky, sky full of stars is their most eye-catching diamonds. At that time, they did not hesitate to admit