或许在温暖柔和的春风里,或许在星光闪烁的夏空里,或许在金色迷人的秋阳里,或许在睡意浓浓的冬夜里,妈妈温柔的嘴唇贴在我的腮边耳畔,把一声声呢喃细语送入我幼小的心田。“阿囝乖,别哭。”“别往河边走,那里有水獭猫。”“不要拿别人的东西。”我在浓浓的挚爱真情中,眨巴着懵懂而好奇的眼帘,百般顺从、囫囵吞枣地聆听着最浅显朴实的叮咛。这时,妈妈的叮咛是我童年里一串串叮当作响的铃声,是我生命中一句句至高无上的真 Perhaps in the warm spring breeze, perhaps in the starlit summer sky, perhaps in the golden charming autumn sunshine, perhaps in the sleepy winter night, my mother’s gentle lips attached to my cheek ears, a sound Sound whisper into my young heart. “” “” “” “Do not go to the river, there are otters cat. ” “Do not take other people’s things. ” I am thick in the true love, blinking ignorant and curious The eyes, all sorts of obedience, gurgling to listen to the most simple and plain reminder. At this time, my mother’s exhortation was a string of jingle bells ringing in my childhood, which is the supreme truth in my life.