IwasborninShandongCounty,aremoteandbackwardruralareas.Attheageof5,isChina'shistoryofthelasthardtimes.Lifeisformyfirstmemoryisthemothersittinginapeartreewithwhiteflowersinfullbloom,alaundrywithpurplishredmallet,inapieceofwhitestone,beatthesceneofpotherb.Greenjuiceflowstotheground,splashingintothemother'schest,theairfilledwithvegetablejuicebittertaste.Thewoodenclubbeatwildsound,dullandwet,letmyheartfeltasuddencontraction. 　　Thememoriesofthepicturemademedifficulttoforgetis,worriedmother,inthetoil,themouthwashummingaditty!Atthattime,inourlargefamily,hismotheristhemostdifficult,themostseriousisthemotherofhunger.Shebeatthewildsidecryisconsistentwithcommonsense,butshedidnotweepbutsing,thisdetail,untiltoday,Iwasnotverywellunderstoodthatitcontainsthemeaningof. 　　Mymotherdidn'treadthebook,doesnotknowtheword,hersuffering,itisdifficulttodescribe.War,famine,disease,inthatmisery,whataretheforcessupportingherlive,whatstrengthmakesherhungry,Illstillsinging?Iwashismother,alwayswantedtotalktoheraboutthisproblem,buteverytimeIdon'tfeelqualifiedtothemother.Atonetime,thevillageofcontinuousDutchactafewwomen,Iberatherbafflingtofeelanintensefear.Atthattime,ourhomeisthemostdifficultmoment,fatherwasframed,homeofstoredgrainlittle,mothershavearecurrenceofanoldillness,nomoney.Ialwaysworryaboutmotherwalksupthecommitsuicide.WhenIreturnedfromwork,hewouldshout,onlyheardmymotheranswered,heartfeltsettled.Oncecamebackfromworkwaslateintheevening,themotherdidnotanswermycall,Ihurriedtothebyre,mill,thetoilettofind,nomother.Ifeelthemostterriblethingshappen,nottocryloudly.Atthistime,themothercameinfromtheoutside.Themotherofmycryverydissatisfied,shethoughtapersonespeciallymenshouldnotcry.SheaskedwhyIcry.Italkambiguously,darenottotellhermyfears.Motherunderstoodmymeaning,shesaidtome:children,restassured,thedevilthatIwon'tgo! 　　Mother'swordswhiletheaccentisnothigh,butIsuddenlygotasenseofsecurityandhopeforthefuture.Manyyearslater,whenIrecallmymotherthissentence,myheartisfulloftouching,itisamothertoherheavy-heartedsonmadeasolemnpromise.Tolive,nomatterhowharditistolive!Now,althoughthemotherhadbeencalledtothedevil,buthismotherthewordscontainedinthefaceofsufferingstruggledtosurvive,willaccompanyme,encourageme. 　　Ihaveseenontelevisionaletmeunforgettablepicture:Israel'sheavyartillerybombardmentofBeirut,billowingsmokehasnotdissipated,ahaggard,coveredinmudoldladyfromthehouseoutofasmallbox,theboxhasseveralgreencucumberandgreenceleryroot.Shestoodbytheroadsidesellingvegetables.Whenareporterofthecameraather,sheraisedhighfist,hoarsevoicebutabnormalsaidfirmly:ourfuturegenerationslivingintheland,eventoeathereinthesoil,wecouldsurvive! 　　Theoldlady'swordsletmebestruckwithfright,woman,mother,theland,thelife,thegreatconceptinmymindwrithed,makesmefeelanindestructiblespiritualpower,thiseveneatingsandtolivethefaith,itishumanlifeandgrowthinnaturethroughthedisasterandguarantee.Thevalueoflifeandrespect,itisthesoulofliterature.（这是我自己翻译的） 　　（希望采纳）你还可以找找谷歌、有道翻译的