当我还只是一个个子小小、背着米老鼠小书包、拉着爸爸的手走向幼儿园的孩子的时候,就对爸爸腰间那一串“叮当”作响的钥匙充满了好奇,那大小各异的大串钥匙无时无刻不像好看的动画片那样吸引着我。闲暇时,小小的我总会将那串钥匙捧在手中细细把玩,对着它们傻子般呵呵地笑,将它们高高拎起,对着阳光轻轻晃动,听它们发出叮叮当当的声响,就好像听着好听的儿歌似的。于是,小小的我便开始期待,什么时候我才能像爸爸一样在腰间挂上一串叮当作响的钥匙,威风凛凛地走路呢? When I was just a little boy carrying a small schoolbag in Mickey Mouse and pulling my dad’s hand to kindergarten children, I was curious about the keys to my daddy’s “Doraemon” sounding Big bunch of keys of all sizes attract me all the time like good-looking anime. In my spare time, the little I always hold the keys in my hands and play with them. I laugh at them idly, lift them up high and shake them gently against the sunlight and listen to them rattling Sound, like listening to nice songs like. So little I began to look forward to, when I just like my father hanging in the waist like a bunch of clinking keys, majestic walk?