我的童年回忆

我出生在一个北方的小农村，大概是上午八点来钟的时间吧，因此名字里给带了个晓字，寓意很明确，大人的意思是希望我可以像初生的太阳一样，人生充满了阳光和希望吧。
I was born in a small rural north, probably is at eight o 'clock in the morning to the time of the clock, so name to bring a xiao word, meaning is clear, adult mean I hope I can be like a newborn sun, life is full of sunshine and hope.

小时候家里条件不好，生活条件非常艰苦。从衣食住行各方面来讲都非常困难，也许说起来有些人不信，尤其是现在的年轻人可能对那种生活情况是无法理解的。小时候村里没有水井，喝的水都是天上下的雨，如果像现在环境污染这么严重的话，真的无法想象雨水经过沉淀直接变成饮用水是什么口味的。小时候很少能够吃到馒头，大部分情况下是吃家里种的红薯还有玉米饼子，其中玉米饼子抹上柿子特别的好吃，当然了吃的多了会感觉烧心，难以下咽。也许大家以为红薯和玉米面这些食物不是健康食品吗？呵呵，如果大家每天吃的都是这些的话，肯定就不会这样认为了。现在回想起来，小时候家里有白面馒头的时候，家里都是紧着我吃，还有爷爷生病的时候别人看望他的时候送的奶粉之类的，都掉入了我的肚子里，我吃到的是慢慢的幸福啊。
那个时候最怕过冬天，真的很冷啊。现在出门穿厚厚的羽绒服，在家里还有暖气，哪里还能感觉到冬天的可怕。记得那时候，外套穿的是亲戚穿剩下的衣服，里边是棉袄，看起来很暖和，但是都是穿了很多年的棉花，已经老旧了，一点都不暖和，冬天所有的孩子都是冷的小脸红扑扑的，孩子们的双手经常肿的跟小馒头似的，现在想起来手都很疼，真的是冷怕了。
家里住房条件也比较简陋，夏天住房子，冬天住窑洞。这点其实比起城里来还挺好的，算是冬暖夏凉吧。
大家都熟悉这句话吧，走路基本靠走，喊话基本靠吼。这个形容的特别形象，那时候人们去城里很多时候靠的就是走路，当时摩托车都是很贵重的了，一般都是骑自行车。村里跟人说话的时候隔得很远就大声说话，真的是说话靠喊。去乡里赶集的时候一般都是步行走十来里地去，每次去的人还特别多，熙熙攘攘的，一般都是家里给5毛钱，去了买个汽水5分钱，还能吃点瓜子和冰糕，那时候东西是真便宜啊。
Childhood home conditions is not good, living conditions very difficult. From all the ways of food and clothing live line is very difficult, perhaps say some people don't believe, especially in today's young people may be unable to understand that kind of life. When I was a child no Wells in the village, drinking water is a day of rain, if like environment pollution is so serious now, really can't imagine the rain after precipitation directly into what you are drinking water. Rarely eat steamed bread in childhood, in most cases is to eat home kind of sweet potatoes and corn cake, including corn cake with persimmon special delicious, of course eat much can feel heartburn, hard to swallow. Maybe you think that this sweet potatoes and corn flour food is not healthy food? Ha ha, if you eat every day is the sure wouldn't think so. In retrospect, the childhood home of white steamed bread, are already I eat in the home, and my grandfather was ill other people to see him to send milk powder, such as all drop into my stomach, I eat slowly happiness ah.
The most afraid of winter at that time, it is really cold. Now go out to wear thick coats, and heating in the home, where also can feel terrible winter. Remember at that time, the coat is relatives in the rest of the clothes and the inside is a cotton-padded jacket, looks very warm, but they are all wear cotton for many years, has been old, is not warm, all the children in the winter is cold face rosy-cheeked, children's hands often swollen with small steamed bun, now like to hand is very painful, really afraid of the cold.
Home housing conditions is also humble, summer house, live in caves in winter. This actually compared to the city also quite good, be warm in winter and cool in summer.
Everybody is familiar with the words, basic to go walking, basic on propaganda. This describe special image, when people go to the city by a lot of time is walking, motorcycles are very valuable at that time, is usually ride a bike. When you talk to people in the village will speak loudly, far away is really talk by call. To village market is usually walk go to dozen, every time they go to people much more special, bustling, generally is home to five hair moneys, went to buy a soda for five cents, still can eat melon seeds and sorbet, then something is really cheap.

小时候也没有什么玩具，都是玩泥巴，弹玻璃球，打元宝等等，两个人就可以玩，那个年龄段特别容易满足，这个回忆是充满快乐的。在我印象中挨打的次数很少，有印象的只有一次就是因为我玩玻璃球，记得那时候是冬天，傍晚放学后我没有回家直接去玩去了，天快黑的时候听见了妈妈喊我回家吃饭的声音，我没有吭声继续玩，知道天黑的再也看不见了才回家，回家后妈妈没让我吃饭，打了我屁股几下子，让我自己好好想想自己错在哪里了。这辈子能够记得的只有这一次挨打的经历。
关于童年的记忆其实还有很多，一次也想不起来那么多。
这是我来到steemit的第一次写作，希望能够在这里认识更多的朋友，谢谢大家。
No toys in childhood, is playing with mud, play ball, play wing and so on, two people can play, especially easy to satisfy, the ages that is full of happy memories. Beaten the number of times in my impression, rarely have the impression only once because I play ball, remember it was winter, I didn't go home directly after school to play in the evening, it's getting dark when heard the mother call me go home to have a meal, I didn't reply to continue playing, know could no longer see the dark didn't go home, go home after the mother didn't let me have a meal, a few quick snip hit my butt, let me think it over yourself where is wrong. In this life can remember only the experience of a beaten.
About the memory of his childhood there are also a lot of, also can't remember so many at a time.
This is the first time I came to steemit writing, hope to know more friends here, thank you.