单薄的信笺藏不住爱的阳光。母亲来信了。在初来城里的日子里,文卡总是焦急地等待着母亲的信,一收到信,他便急不可待地拆开,贪婪地读着。半年以后,他已是没精打采地拆信了,脸上露出讥诮的冷笑,不消看他也早知道内容了。母亲寄来的每一封信,开头总是千篇一律:“我亲爱的宝贝小文卡,早上(或晚上)好!妈妈在向你亲切问好,带给你我最良好的祝愿,祝你健 Thin letterhead can not hide the sunshine of love. My mother’s letter. In the first days in the city, Vincke always waited anxiously for the letter of the mother, and upon receiving the letter, he anxiously opened it and read it greedily. Six months later, he was slouchedly dismantled, his face cynical sneer, not to see that he also knew the content. Every letter sent by my mother is always monotonous at the beginning: ”My dear baby wink, good morning (or evening)! My mother is kindly greeting you and bringing my best wishes to you and wish you health