几天之前,我要去参加一个国际会议,有个朋友跟我一起在机场,等待登机出发。我们坐在候机室椅子上,聊着彼此的近况。几分钟前,当我们刚走下阶梯来到登机区域时,我们经过了一个才一两岁大的小孩儿。他试着自己爬上楼梯,非常缓慢,然后双手撑着地面,他的父亲站在她身后,非常安静且有耐心地等着。小孩儿跟他父亲都是白人。这个小孩儿爬楼梯的画面让我想起去年我跟一位朋友的对话。他来自中国大陆,比我大好几岁,女儿已经八岁左 A few days ago, I was going to attend an international conference. A friend with me was at the airport waiting for departure. We sat in the lounge chairs chatting about each other’s current situation. A few minutes ago, when we had just stepped down the ladder to the boarding area, we passed a child of only one or two years old. He tried to climb the stairs himself, very slowly, and then propped his hands on the ground, his father standing behind her, waiting very quietly and with patience. Children and his father are white. The picture of the child climbing the stairs reminded me of the conversation I had with a friend last year. He is from mainland China, how old I am, and my daughter is eight years old