亲爱的小孩,7岁了吧!呵!短暂而又漫长的7年——不敢想象的数字。仍记得你出生那年办喜酒,我躲在院子里偷偷地哭——向来在家中受众目注视的我,居然在那天被满脸挂着喜庆的大人们不闻不问,小孩,从那一天开 Dear child, 7 years old! Oh, short and long 7 years - a figure that you can not imagine. I still remember the year you were born to do wedding, I hide in the yard secretly crying - always in the eyes of the audience at home, actually, was hung on the day filled with festive adults indifferent, children, from that day open