我十三岁时,妈妈带着我依依不舍地离别了北京来到东京与爸爸团聚。一句日语也不会的我很快就感受到异域文化的冲击。有一天因为迟到,班主任老师走过来毫不留情地用硬皮的点名册狠狠地敲了一下我的头。从没挨过打的自己回家告诉爸爸妈妈时,委屈得直掉“金豆”。可他们只问了一个问题:“就打你一个人了吗?”我回答说是和七八个迟到的同学一起受罚的,爸爸即用很轻松的口气说:“那就没话可说了。”我没料到他们反应如此不强烈,愣了 When I was thirteen years old, my mother took me away from Beijing and came to Tokyo to reunite with her father. I didn’t speak Japanese, and I soon felt the impact of foreign culture. One day because of being late, the teacher of the head teacher came to mercilessly knocked my head with a ruthless roster. When I told my father and mother that I hadn’t beaten myself back home, I was wronged to direct “Golden Beans”. But they only asked one question: “Is it like you?” I replied that I was punished with seven or eight late classmates. Daddy said in a relaxed tone: “There’s nothing to say. "I didn’t expect them to react so strongly and