我冲进雨帘,望着满载我童年的小车,越走越远,消失在视线的尽头……小小的书柜记载了我匆匆八年的学习生活,它被教科书占得满满当当,当然没有什么余地可以留给那些童年时代的小人书、图画本了。我找来两只大纸箱,一本一本把它们放进去。每拿起一本,思绪都会像乘上了时光倒流机, I rushed into the rain curtain and looked at the trolley full of my childhood. It went farther and farther and disappeared at the end of the line of sight.... A small bookcase recorded my hurried eight-year study life. It was full of textbooks, and of course nothing. The room can be left to those childhood books and picture books. I got two big cartons and put them in one book. Every time you pick up one, your thoughts will be like a time-reversing machine.