儿时的我,是母亲的小尾巴,总爱粘着母亲。小时候生活有些拮据,只有在我或姐姐过生日的时候,母亲才会煮上她珍藏的鸡蛋。那时我便两眼发光,紧紧盯着浸在水里的鸡蛋,就好像看到了稀世珍宝一般。小时总爱吵着母亲说要吃鸡蛋,总爱问母亲,为什么别人家总能吃到鸡蛋,而我们家只有在逢年过节或是我和姐姐过生日的时候才能吃到呢?母亲总是轻轻地叹了口气,无言以对。幼时的我不懂事,便摇着母亲的胳膊硬要问个究竟,母亲摸摸我的头,看着远方的天空,不再说话。我看到有亮晶晶的东西在母亲眼里闪烁,我以为 My childhood, is the mother’s little tail, always love to stick to the mother. When I was a child, my life was somewhat limited. Only when my sister or my sister had a birthday, did my mother cook her eggs. At that moment I glowed with both eyes and stared at the eggs soaked in water as though I had seen rare treasures. Hours love always quarreling her mother said to eat eggs, always ask her mother, why others can always eat eggs, and our family only in the holidays or when my sister and sister eat it? Mother is always light Light sigh, speechless. When I was young, I was naive and shook my mother’s arm hard to ask exactly what happened. My mother touched my head and looked into the sky in the distance and stopped talking. I saw something sparkling in my mother’s eyes, I thought