辛酸

听着这位白发苍苍的第一代下南洋创业华侨老先生深情讲述当年孤身一人在异国码头当苦力打拼的过往，字里行间浸透着辛酸。

tīng zhe zhè wèi bái fà cāng cāng de dì yí dài xià nán yáng chuàng yè huá qiáo lǎo xiān shēng shēn qíng jiǎng shù dāng nián gū shēn yī rén zài yì guó mǎ tóu dāng kǔ lì dǎ pīn de guò wǎng, zì lǐ háng jiān jìn tòu zhe xīn suān.

Listening to this grey-haired, first-generation overseas Chinese man who went to Southeast Asia to start a business, he spoke affectionately about his past when he worked alone as a coolie at a foreign dock, and the words were filled with bitterness.