生于热闹的大家庭,成长有时候是一种甜蜜的疼痛。看着姐姐披上婚纱,哥哥背上行囊留学海外,只留我一个人,不禁想起—小时候啊—那时我还是个跟屁虫屁颠屁颠地追随着他们,当一棵风雨飘摇的墙头草,帮哥哥在姐姐的脸上用水彩笔画画,替姐姐周旋住哥哥拔其腿毛,在大夏天追逐着打闹着到对面永隆去买上三根 Born in a lively family, growth is sometimes a sweet pain. Looked at my sister put on wedding dress, my brother backpack study overseas, leaving me alone, can not help but think - a child ah - when I was still a fart Pidianpidian to follow them, when a stormy wall grass, help Brother in the sister’s face with watercolor brush strokes, for my sister swirling brother pulled his leg hair, in the summer chasing the slapstick across to Wing Lung to buy three