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我5岁那年,爷过世了,临终前,爷只把爹和小叔留在了老屋里。安葬完爷,爹一只手牵着我,一只手牵着棉朵,趁着初夏早上的清凉,悠悠地走出了村子。村外不远就是海边,海中间有个小岛,爹从前不让我们去,可那天爹说,云朵,今天爹带你们到岛上玩。我和棉朵真高兴,在船上跑来跑去。小岛,终于在眼前了。到处都是树和花,空气中没了海的腥味,到处是花的香气,在鼻子里飘来飘去。我和棉朵兴奋极了,奔跑,嬉笑,忘记了时间。
When I was 5 years old, my god passed away. Before the death, my father only left his father and uncle in the old house. End of the burial, my father holding a hand, holding a cotton hand, taking advantage of early summer morning cool, leisurely out of the village. The village is not far from the sea, the middle of the sea there is a small island, the father did not let us go before, but that day daddy said clouds, today father took you to the island to play. I’m really happy with cotton, running around on the boat. Island, finally in sight. There are trees and flowers everywhere, no smell of the sea in the air, the smell of flowers everywhere, floating in the nose. I’m extremely excited with cotton, running, laughing, forgetting the time.