人长大了,不再像小时候为一丁点鸡毛蒜皮的小事就掉“金豆”了,纵使有许多不顺心与无可奈何,也只能小心拾掇起来,藏在心里。也许就是这样,自己才一点点地学会了长大。那个冬天,天很冷。我和妈妈一起乘上了北上的列车。正值春运高峰,车站上、车厢内,熙熙攘攘,人声鼎沸。几天几夜的颠簸后,列车终于靠站了。妈妈一手拉着我,一手提着行李挤下火车。不料,车站 When a person grows up, he no longer loses his “golden beans” as a child’s trivial matter. Even if there are many things that are not straightforward and helpless, they can only pick up and hide them in their hearts. Maybe it was just like this, he learned a little bit to grow up. In that winter, it was cold. I took the northbound train with my mother. At the peak of the Spring Festival season, bus stops and trains are crowded with people. After days and nights of bumps, the train finally stood by. Mother took me by hand and squeezed the luggage off with her luggage. Unexpectedly, the station