母亲放开我的手,寄予我鼓励的目光,因为,我长大了。记得小时候,无论去哪里都爱拉着母亲的手,羞答答地躲在母亲身后,因为只有这样,才觉得有两股温暖的源流不断地在我心中涌现———那就是安全感和踏实感。当时,母亲的手占据着我的世界,握住了它,便握住了一切。于是默默地,一双有 My mother let go of my hand and placed my encouraging gaze because I grew up. I remember when I was a child, I loved to hold my mother’s hand no matter where I went. She hid behind her mother in a shameless manner. Only in this way did I feel that there were two warm streams that constantly springed up in my heart—that is, a sense of security and practicality. At that time, my mother’s hand occupied my world, took hold of it and took everything. So silently, there is a pair