手拂过深棕色的门。“吱呀——”门露出一道细细的缝。我轻轻推开那扇门,那个盒子就放在床头柜上,毫不起眼,却似乎散发着淡淡的清香。悄悄走过去,坐在床沿,掀开盖子……我7岁时随着妈妈来到南京。初到南京,妈妈很辛苦,天天起早贪黑地忙着,经常是妈妈哄我睡觉后,但书桌前的灯却迟迟没有熄灭,那昏 Hands brushed dark brown door. “Squeak - ” door exposing a thin seam. I gently push the door, the box on the nightstand, humble, but it seems exudes a touch of fragrance. Quietly walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, opened the lid ... I was 7 years old with my mother came to Nanjing. Arrived in Nanjing, my mother is very hard, every morning and evening busy busy, often my mother coaxed me to sleep, but the lamp in the desk has not yet put out, that night