我郁郁寡欢地躺在雪地上,闭上眼睛,想着自己的心事。远处不时传来的孩子们的嬉笑声使我感受到些许的温暖。每个冬天,我们这里都是雪的世界,雪,是生活在这里的老老少少的最爱。“快来玩啊!爬上山坡,再滑下来,好玩极了!难道你不想创造明天的记忆吗?”这是一个男孩在喊叫他的伙伴,这声音、话语那么耳熟。没错,我的两个儿子和女儿都曾在这里这样呼喊过,开心过,但现在他们在距离我千里之外的得克萨斯州。我再次闭上了眼睛,孩子们的嬉闹声、叫喊声、滑雪声不时传来,恍惚间,我以为是我的孩子在那里嬉 I am lying in the snow depressed, eyes closed, thinking of their own thoughts. The laughter of the children coming from time to time made me feel a little warm. Every winter, we are here in the world of snow, snow, is living here, the few favorite old and young. “Come and play! Climb up the hill, then slide down, fun! Do you not want to create tomorrow’s memory?” This is a boy shouting his partner, this voice, words so familiar. Yes, my two sons and daughters have both cried out and happily here, but now they are in Texas, a thousand miles away. Once again, I closed my eyes, the children’s playful voices, shouts, and from time to time skiing, trance, I thought my child was there