诗集中考失利后,我整天将自己关在房间里闭门不出。母亲,小妹都会敲敲门告诉他们出去或回来,而父亲却不曾来过,他视我如空气一般。我想我一定让他伤心了。他的女儿竟然连高中都没考上,他一定引以为耻吧!可是我想错了。一天,父亲敲开了我的门,给了我一本泰戈尔的 After the poem focused on the loss, I kept myself locked in the room all day long. Mothers and young girls will knock on the door to tell them to go out or come back, but my father never came. He sees me as air. I think I must have made him sad. Even though his daughter didn’t even have a high school exam, he must be ashamed of it! But I was wrong. One day, my father knocked on my door and gave me a Tagore