读罢梁晓声《心灵的花园》，已是子夜时分了，我深深被他描述的友情、亲情、爱情所打动，回忆起自己为人继母８年来所走过的路，禁不住掩卷而泣。 当年，我与峰儿初次见面的情景，仍历历在目。那时他才９岁，穿着白衫蓝裤子，圆圆的脸上一双大眼睛怯生生地望着我。顿时，一种怜 After reading Liang Xiaosheng’s “Garden of Soul”, it was already midnight. I was deeply impressed by the friendship, affection and love he described. I recalled the road I had taken as a stepmother in the past eight years and could not help but cry and cry. That year, my first meeting with the peak scene, still vividly. At that time he was 9 years old, wearing a white shirt and blue pants, round eyes with a pair of big eyes looked at me timidly. Suddenly, a kind of pity