叶子无时无刻不在书写根的誓言.你轻车熟路地进了父亲的房间,拿出那个铁盒打开。父亲的形象浮现在你的脑海——他骑着三轮车,汗流浃背,把十几斤重的桶装水扛上楼,敲开学生寝室的门……犹豫了片刻,你还是拿出了一张。门响了,进来的父亲怔住了:小儿,你咋回来啦?学校不是在开运动会吗?你脑子一转,迅速地反应:我扔铅球的时候伤了同学,回来拿钱 Leaves are always written oath vowed to go to your father’s room, out of that tin open. His father’s image surfaced in your mind - he rode a tricycle, sweaty, carrying a dozen pounds of bottled water upstairs, knocking on the student dormitory door ... ... hesitated for a moment, you still took out one. The door rang, came in father Zhengzhu: Pediatrics, you come back? The school is not in the Games? Your brain turn quickly to respond: I throw the shot when hurt students, come back to take money