时间如顽皮的孩子,悄悄地从指尖溜走,有些事情来不及去体会,就已翩然而去。不过,有一个片段却成了我记忆中抹不去的风景。“丹丹,你常埋怨没有属于自己的空间,今天我给你买了一个带锁的小木匣子和一本日记本,就让它们来珍藏你的小秘密吧!”这是多年以前,妈妈说过的最让我感动的 Time is like a naughty child, slipping away from the tip of his fingertips. Some things are too late to experience it. However, there is a fragment that has become an indelible landscape in my memory. “Dandane, you often complain that there is no room for you. Today, I bought you a wooden locker with a lock and a diary book, let them treasure your little secret!” This was many years ago, my mother said. I was touched by the most