童年时,我做过许许多多奇异而色彩斑斓的梦,梦中蕴藏着一个不懂事儿的孩子对理想和未来的憧憬。每当梦醒时分,我总是绘声绘色地将那些完整的、不完整的梦讲给母亲听。作为工程师的母亲,也总是耐着性子伴着我的兴奋而喜悦,随着我的畅谈而遐思。不过,母亲也每每一本正经地为我“释梦”,其中不乏许多做人的道理。 When I was a child, I made many strange and colorful dreams, dreams of a naive child’s vision of the ideal and the future. Whenever I woke up, I always vividly tell those mothers about complete, incomplete dreams. As an engineer’s mother, I am always patient with the joy of excitement and joy, with my talk and reverie. However, the mothers often try to explain their dreams to me, and there are many truths in life.