宝物我小时候有个属于自己的小箱子,它扁扁的,公文包大小,里面装的都是我的宝物:一个玻璃制的小母鸭,指甲盖大小;一个野蝴蝶的标本;还有些透明的小石子什么的。总之,没人会觉得它们有什么神奇,因为他们不知道它们的来历,不知道这些宝物的后面拖着一段不凡的故事。 Treasure When I was a child, I had a small box of my own. It was flat and briefcase-sized. It contained all my treasures: a glass mother duck, the size of a fingernail, and a specimen of a wild butterfly; it was also transparent. Pebbles or something. In short, no one would think that they have any magic, because they do not know their origin, do not know the back of these treasures dragged an extraordinary story.