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下班了,悠然走在拥挤的人流中,手提菜篮子的贤妻良母们一个、两个、三个……匆匆忙忙从我身旁穿过,她们是妻子是母亲是儿媳。她们不再是从前那个脆生生、甜润润、少女的名儿,想象她们置身于柴米油盐酱醋茶之中扯着嗓子不厌其烦拼命地跟小贩们讨价还价,心里暗自庆幸自己没有早早进入婚姻的城堡,依偎在父母身边,撒娇、任性、偷懒,在爸爸、妈妈的眼里,未嫁的女儿永远都是未长大的孩子。 早已不再是花的季节,而我依旧做着十六岁那个未曾做完的梦,依旧在文学这块迷人的芳草地上广种薄收,依旧是一杯
After get off work, leisurely walking in the crowds of people, one, two, three ... ... hurriedly passed by me, they are the wife is the mother is a daughter-in-law. They are no longer the old crisp, sweet, young girl’s name, imagine that they are in the midst of Pimlico salt and vinegar tea, tirelessly haggling with hawkers happily secretly glad that they did not early into the castle of marriage, snuggle In the eyes of parents, spoiled, self-willed, lazy, in the eyes of father and mother, unmarried daughter will never grow up children. It is no longer the season of flowers, and I am still doing the dream of not finishing at the age of sixteen, still in the fascinating grass of literature, a wide variety of thin income, is still a cup