在那片永远绽放茉莉的地方，记忆如花香般弥漫，温暖心灵深处。叫我爸爸

　　A dimly lit, scarcely furnished flat, the hissing and buzzing of an open microphone. What follows is an argument in Arabic between mother and son. She complains about his lethargy. He sees no point in school while the country is at war. At last, the boy sets out through the busy streets of his neighbourhood which is a chaotic patchwork of everyday life and the debris of war. 　　Us... (展开全部)