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月光如水,静静地泻在我紧闭的双眼上,在我流泪的梦里,我又一次感受妈妈充满慈爱,对我无比呵护的心。可是,有时这真真切切的爱,那实实在在的影响,近在咫尺,我却没有反应。“在你的笔下,写满了爸爸的爱,却始终没有‘妈妈’二字;在你的言谈中,说尽了爸爸的不平凡,仍然没有‘妈妈’二字,张欢,你妈妈怎么啦,怎么未听你提起她?”梦中,似乎有一个声音在问我。这一瞬间,我才突然明白过来:这15年来,我竟然忽视了妈妈的存在。往日的一幕幕清晰地浮现在我的脑海中:
Moonlight like water, quietly spilled in my closed eyes, in my dream of tears, I once again feel mother full of love, care for me very heart. However, sometimes this true love, that the real impact, close at hand, I did not respond. “In your pen, filled with the love of my father, but there is always no ’mom’ word; in your speech, said his father’s extraordinary, there is still no ’mom’ word, Zhang Huan, your mother What happened, why did not you mention her? ”" In the dream, there seems to be a voice asking me. This moment, I suddenly came to understand: This 15 years, I actually ignored the existence of the mother. The scenes of the past clearly appear in my mind: