时间一分一秒地过去了，一些事情随着时间的流逝而渐渐淡忘。可是有一件事，每当与父亲在一起吃饭时，我就想起它。　　那是一个星期天的晚上，我们全家人在一起兴奋地吃晚饭。突然，我把一团米饭掉在了桌子上。我看了看，觉得这一团米饭太渺小了，置之不理，又继续吃饭。 Time passed by, and things faded over time. But there is one thing, whenever I eat with my father, I think of it. It was a Sunday night and all the family were excited to have dinner together. Suddenly, I dropped a ball of rice on the table. I looked, I feel this group of rice is too small, ignored, and continue to eat.