7岁那年,父亲说要带我进城,我兴奋得无以言表。那天一大早,我们就起了床。父亲挑着一担干柴,我跟在后面。一根扁担在父亲的肩上,唱出“咯吱咯吱”的歌儿,配合着他有节奏的步伐,自然而舒缓。跟在后面的我,巴不得一步就跑到城里,所以,趁父亲扁担换肩头的工夫,我泥鳅一般,“哧溜”一下跑到了他的前面。父亲在后面喊道:“别跑那么快,到城 When I was 7 years old, my father said he was going to take me to the city. I was speechless. Early that day, we got out of bed. Dad lug a dry wood, I followed. A pole is on his father’s shoulder and sings a song of ”Squeak“, naturally and soothing with his rhythmic pace. Follow me, anxious to go to town one step, so take advantage of his father’s Shoulder Shoulder shoulders, I loach general, ”slipped “ went to him in front of. Father shouted in the back: ”Do not run so fast, to the city