“滴答,滴答,”雨水轻敲湖面,荡漾出一圈又一圈的涟漪,也荡漾出我心底的记忆。15年前,伴随着一声响亮的啼哭,我降生到了这个世界,是你,第一个抱起了我。你心中的喜悦毫不掩饰地展现在你的脸上,好像每一丝皱纹都是一根悠长的五线谱,每~根白发都是一缕美丽的伴舞。我扑闪的眼睛看着眼前这个和蔼的老婆婆,也许,从这一刻起,就注定了我们这一生剪不断的祖 “Ticking, ticking, ” Rain tap the lake, rippling out of a circle of ripples, but also rippling out of my memory. 15 years ago, accompanied by a loud cry, I was born in this world, you, the first one picked me up. The joy of your heart is unobtrusive to show on your face, as if every trace of wrinkles is a long time line, every white hair is a beautiful dancer. My flashing eyes looked at this kindly old lady, perhaps, from this moment, it is destined to our life cut ancestors