乖巧的我从未想过叛逆;听话的我从没记得反抗;但文静的我,有时,也想任性一回。小时候望着橱窗中心仪已久的小熊维尼,我心中有说不出的渴望,希望自己能很快拥有它。然而,妈妈手中却捧着一本厚厚的字典,说:“只有读好书,长大才能有出息,到时候想玩什么就玩什么。”于是,我告别了橱窗,接过字典,不舍地离去。心中仿佛失去了些什么,我知道,那是 I have never thought of rebellious well-behaved; obedient I never remember rebellion; but quiet I, sometimes, want to be wayward for a while. Childhood looking at the long-winged window Winnie the Pooh, I have unspeakable desire in my heart, I hope I can quickly own it. However, Mom holds a thick dictionary in her hands and says: “Only reading books, growing up, and then what to play is what you want to play.” "So I bid farewell to the showcase and took the dictionary , Reluctantly left. What seems lost in my heart, I know, that is