我小的时候,家里很穷。我的几个要好的同学跟我一样,家里也不富裕。所以,每到圣诞节的时候,我们都没有多余的零花钱买圣诞卡,来表示彼此祝贺的心意。有一年圣诞节的前夕,由于买不起那么昂贵的圣诞卡,于是到了晚上,我就躲在自己的小阁楼上,拿出了剪刀、彩纸,还有各种颜色的笔和花花绿绿的图册。在微弱的灯光下,我埋着头,一股劲地画呀、剪呀、写呀、贴呀,一直弄到天亮,终于做好了几十张自制的圣诞卡。虽然我的两眼熬得通红,累得不断地打着呵欠,可是,当我望着桌上一大叠自己精心制作的圣诞卡时,禁不住露出 When I was young, my family was poor. My few good classmates, like me, are not well-to-do at home. So, every Christmas, we do not have the extra pocket money to buy Christmas cards, to express the idea of ​​mutual congratulation. On Christmas Eve, I could not afford that expensive Christmas card, so in the evening, I hid in my little attic, took out scissors, colored paper, colorful pens and colorful pictures . Under the faint light, I buried my head and tried my best to draw it, cut it, write it, paste it, and keep it till dawn. I finally made dozens of homemade Christmas cards. Although my eyes were red and yawning tired, I could not help but look out upon a large stack of my own elaborate Christmas cards on the table