依稀记得,十多年前的那个冬天、那场雪、那个人,以及雪中的那串脚印……屋中火炉烧得正旺,整个屋子里都暖暖的,我和外祖父、外祖母围坐在那橙色方桌前吃着午饭。我非常开心,因为脚上穿着爸爸有史以来给我买的第一双鞋,我在那儿不停地摆弄着脚,一刹那间,脚猛地一疼,便不敢再动弹了。“姥娘,脚疼。”我哭着说。 Vaguely remember that ten years ago that winter, the snow, the man, and the snow in the string of footprints ... ... House burning furnace is busy, the whole house is warm, my grandfather and grandmother sitting Eat lunch at the orange party table. I was very happy because I was wearing my first pair of shoes that Dad had bought for me ever since, and I kept playing with my feet there. In a flash, my feet were suddenly hurt and I could not move anymore. “Grandma, sore feet. ” I cried.