那时,我是个七岁的孩子。在一个假日里,同伴们往我口袋里装满了铜板,我立即向儿童玩具店跑去。路上,我瞧见别的孩子手里拿着哨子,哨子吹出的声音把我迷住了。我就把铜板统统掏出来,换了一只哨子。我回到家里,一蹦三跳地吹着哨子跑遍全屋,为此颇感得意。但当我把买哨子所付的钱告诉兄姐和堂哥堂姐时,他们说,我付了四个哨子的钱,还对我说,多付的钱本来可以买许多好玩的东西。他们取笑我做了件蠢事,我气恼得哭了起来。以后,一想到这件事,我所感到的羞辱,总会超过哨子带给我的乐趣。 At that time, I was a seven-year-old child. On a holiday, my companions filled my pocket with copper and I immediately ran to the children’s toy store. On the way, I saw other children holding whistles in their hands, and the whistling sound fascinated me. I took out the copper plate and replaced it with a whistle. I returned home and whistled across the house with three hops. I was very proud of this. But when I told my brother and sister and cousin the money I paid for the whistle, they said that I paid for the four whistle and said to me that the extra money could have bought many fun things. They tease me that I have done a stupid thing. I am upset and cry. Later, when I think about it, the humiliation I feel will always exceed the pleasure my whistle brings to me.