心里的雨倾盆的下,再也也沾不湿你的发。一进腊月,大雪小雪铺天盖地。冬的味道浓了,年的味道也弥漫在家家户户。父亲又进了一趟城,给家里每个人买了过年礼物回来,唯独没给自己买东西。“安泰,去看北山坡上的那些树了吗?”他问儿子。父亲在北山坡栽下一片白杨树,没事就去侍弄它们。安泰说:“我……我现在就去!”“我也要和安泰一起去!”“小鱼……不要总安泰安泰地叫!叫‘哥’能不带你去吗?”父亲叫住小鱼。他又对安泰说:“你妹还小,多让着 Down under the rain in the heart, no longer wet your hair. Into the twelfth lunar month, heavy snow drifts overwhelming. Thick winter taste, the flavor of the year also filled every household. My father went into the city again, bought a New Year’s gift for everyone in the family, but did not buy anything for himself. ”Aetna, to see those trees on the north hill?“ He asked his son. His father planted a poplar tree in the northern hillside, nothing to go play with them. Aetna said: ”I ... I go right now!“ ”I also want to go with Aetna!“ ”Little fish ... Do not always call Atayal! ? “” Father called the little fish. He again said to Aetna: "Your sister is still young, let it go