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翻开满载欢乐与悲伤的日记,蓦然回首早已溜走的往事,我发现,就在那白驹过隙的一瞬,世界好像变了模样。每次吹灭生日蜡烛,我都告诉自己:“你长大了。”然而这句话像是基督教徒在菩萨面前念“南无阿弥陀佛”,我并不知道长大意味着什么,依旧在父母的翅膀下穿梭于我的童话王国,把美梦做得无限远大。妈妈说,在他们眼里孩子永远长不大。诚然,我会因大人无休止的唠叨而大发雷霆;会因得不到喜欢的衣服而大闹绝食;甚至会因妈妈不懂“E—mail”而笑她无知……可是,当爸爸不顾寒冷给我送伞
Turning back the diary full of joy and sorrow, when I look back on the past that has long since slipped away, I find that the world seems to have changed in appearance just in the moment of passing through. Every time I blow out the birthday candle, I tell myself, “You grew up.” However, this sentence is like a Christian reading “Namada Amitabha” in front of the Buddha. I don’t know what it means to grow up, and I’m still in my parents. Wandering under my wings in my fairy tale kingdom, making dreams infinitely grand. Mom said that in their eyes, the children will never grow. Of course, I will be thunderous because of the endless embarrassment of adults; I will be hunger strikers for not getting the clothes I like; I may even laugh at her because my mother doesn’t understand “E-mail”... But when Daddy ignores the cold Give me an umbrella