你正看球赛,电视里绿茵场上奔跑着穿五彩队服的球员。我习惯性地坐下,顺手拿过你手中的遥控器,换台。突然,又感觉不对。一个画面瞬间浮上心头,是那次翻出你大学时的毕业纪念册。泛黄的册子上,几乎每个同学留言时都提到你球场上的“英勇”。我幡然醒悟,想起妈妈当笑话讲你上学时踢球踢掉门牙的故事。又一幅画面闪过,我上小学时,你踢球伤了腿,每天在家里熏中药。自那之后你再也不踢球,一双旧球鞋却一直保留。 You are watching the game, running on the pitch on the pitch wearing a colorful uniform uniforms players. I habitually sit down, get your hands in the remote control, for Taiwan. Suddenly, I feel wrong again. A picture floating in my mind, that time out of your college graduation album. Yellowing booklet, almost every classmate mentioned in your message on the court “heroic ”. I am completely awakened, remembering my mother joke when you talk about playing football kicks off the incisors story. Another picture flashed, I went to primary school, you kick the ball injured leg, smoked Chinese medicine every day at home. Since then you never play again, a pair of old shoes has been retained.