周末上午朋友来访，送她出门时，她忽然对我说：“该多注意一点孩子了，从她眼中我读到了忧郁。”回到家中，看着正默默玩着玩具的女儿，我轻声问：“小叶子，你星期天最想干什么？”女儿忽闪着黑亮的眼睛，望了我半天才轻轻地说：“我想你抱着我上街。”说完，竟扔下了手... When her friend visited the weekend and sent her out, she suddenly said to me: “Pay more attention to children, and I read melancholy from her eyes.” I returned home and looked at the daughter who was quietly playing with the toys. I whispered : “Little leaves, what are you going to do most Sunday?” My daughter, with her black eyes suddenly glittering, looked at me for a short while and said softly: “I think you’re holding me on the street.” After that, she dropped her hand. ..