我用惊奇的眼光望着孩子,孩子用好奇的眼光看着世界。找露珠我和儿子踏着有点弹性的新泥去田间散步。清晨的阳光中,草叶上全是闪亮的小露珠,儿子蹒跚地走上田埂,轻轻捏起一片草叶。他小心地伸出胖胖的小手去触水珠,“啪嗒”,水珠掉进草丛不见了,儿子急得大叫:“妈妈,妈妈,怎么办?”我笑着逗他:“你赔小草的珠珠。”他捏着叶子,一副 I looked at the child with astonishment and the child looked at the world with curious eyes. Looking for dew my son and my son marching a little flexibility to the field walk. Early morning sunlight, the grass is full of shiny small dew, his son stumbled onto the ridge, gently picked up a blade of grass. He carefully outstretched fat little hand to touch the drops of water, “snapped” drops of water into the grass was gone, his son screamed: “Mom, mom, how to do?” I am laughing and teasing him: “You Lost grass beads. ”He pinch the leaves, a pair