成长的日子对我最大的惩罚,莫过于使那颗感受爱回报爱的心渐渐失去光泽与弹性……一日,妈妈脸上泛着红晕,讪讪地说:“女儿,妈妈……想……染发。”“染发?!”惊呆了的我瞪大了眼睛打量着妈妈的头发:黑中夹杂着几根银丝,那银丝软弱无力的瘫在妈妈头上,发梢稍稍卷起,倦意隐隐。 The biggest punishment for my growing days is to make the heart, which feels love and love return, lose luster and flexibility gradually. On the first day, my mother’s face glows with a blush. She said, “Daughter, mother...want... “Dyeing hair?!” I was stunned. My eyes widened and looked at my mother’s hair. There was a few silver wires in the black. The weak silver curled up on my mother’s head and my hair turned slightly. Tiredness is faint.