孩童时,每天黄昏时分,我总会站在村口的小路上等待父亲下班回家,听到那熟悉的摩托车声,是我一天最高兴的事情。因为父亲总会把我抱上车尾座载着我一起回家,还不时可以吃到一小块的糖果或话梅,则更是意外的收获。每一次坐在父亲的摩托车上,看到别的小朋友羡慕的神 Every day when I was a child, I stood at the entrance of the village waiting for my father to come home from work after dusk. It was my pleasure to hear the familiar motorcycle sound. Because my father will always hold me in the back seat carrying me home, but also from time to time to eat a small piece of candy or plum, it is even more unexpected gains. Every time sitting on his father’s motorcycle, see the envy of other children God