银子的爸爸经常给银子讲一个关于银子的故事。银子的爸爸说,银子呀,你出生那天晚上,我做了一个梦呢。最初听的时候,好奇,银子就问,是什么梦呢?银子长大了,这个故事听得多了,就不再问了。不管银子问不问,银子的爸爸会继续说,我梦见一棵树,树上挂满了一锭一锭的银子。那些银子,像人一样,还朝我不停地眨眼睛呢。讲到这里,银子的爸爸总会抚摸着银子的头,说,银 Silver’s dad often tells silver a story about silver. Silver’s father said, “Silver, that night you were born, I had a dream.” First heard, curious, silver asked, what is the dream? Silver grew up, the story heard much, no longer asked. Regardless of whether the silver is asked or not, Silver’s father will continue to say that I dreamed of a tree covered with silver ingot. Those silver, like human beings, blinking toward me constantly. Speaking of here, silver’s father always strokes the head of the silver, said, silver