不知从什么时候起,我在生活中,疏远甚至没有了眼泪。不久前,为妹妹读《卖火柴的姑娘》,当我读到小女孩在冻死前从火柴的光焰中看到死去的祖母时,妹妹惊疑地问道:“哥哥,你怎么哭了?”我欣慰于久违的眼泪,它让我获得了一种对于自身人性存在的确证,使我知道,我内心深处的某种东西并没 I do not know since when I was in life, alienated or even no tears. Not long ago, when I read the girl who was selling matches for her sister, when I read that the little girl saw the dead grandmother from the flames of the match before she died of freezing, my sister asked with wonder: “My brother, how did you cry? “I am gratified by the long-lost tears. It gave me a confirmation of my human nature, and it made me know that something in my heart was not there.”