一天,我在妈妈的衣柜中发现了一张淡紫色的信纸。随之,尘封的记忆苏醒了。那天,学校安排了一项活动,要求留守儿童给父母写一封信。我从学校商店里选了一张淡紫色的信纸,急切地回到家中。我拿起了笔,思绪万千……以前,我是个寡言的孩子,尤其是在父母面前。被奶奶带大的我,一直视父母为陌生人,很少与他们沟通。新年里,遇到一年才能见上一面的父母,我的反应也是淡淡的。我默默地坐在奶奶旁边埋头吃饭,不与爸爸妈 One day, I found a lavender stationery in my mother’s wardrobe. Along with it, the dusty memories revived. On that day, the school arranged an activity that required left-behind children to write a letter to their parents. I picked a lavender stationery from the school store and eagerly returned home. I took a pen and thoughts... Before, I was a reticent child, especially in front of my parents. Those who have been brought up by my grandmother have always regarded their parents as strangers and rarely communicated with them. In the New Year, I met my parents who had only one year before. My response was also bleak. I sat quietly next to my grandmother and ate and ate, not with Mom and Dad.