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臧克家把人生比作了幻光,这光如过隙白驹,美在一瞬,令人惋惜!回想起来,似乎也只有怀念的情感……上小学的时候,胃病总会时不时地发作几次,或在午饭后,或在受凉时。卫生室就在一楼的走廊尽头,没几步路,经常会有同学扶着我下楼。我就用手捂着胃,结结巴巴地向老师诉说我的病情。卫生室的老师起初是个极瘦的女老师,对于她的长相,我已经记得不太清晰了,只记得有另外一个估摸六十岁的老奶奶时常做客卫生室,不太清楚她的来路。时间久
Zang Kejia compared the life of a magic light, this light as the gap, the United States in the moment, it is regrettable! In retrospect, it seems that only the memory of the emotions ... ... When in primary school, stomach always from time to time attack a few times, Or after lunch, or when it is cold. Health room on the first floor corridor at the end, a few steps, often have students help me downstairs. I clutched my stomach, stuttering to tell my teacher my condition. At first, the teacher in the clinic was an extremely skinny female teacher. As for her appearance, I did not remember it very clearly. I just remember that there was another guest who estimated that the sixty-year-old grandmother often visited the clinic and was not sure how she was going. A long time