桌上的作业,像小山厚厚一叠。爸爸的表情,很有冬天的感觉。手中的铅笔,在纸上来来回回,我用文字形容我对作业的恨。那快乐的滋味,你跟我都想要了解。童年的香味,就这样被我们寻回。那温暖的阳光,像刚摘的鲜艳草莓。可惜我害怕失去这一种感觉。雨下整夜,我的泪溢出就像雨水。院 Work on the table, like a thick pile of hills. Dad's expression, very winter feeling. Pencil in hand, come and go in paper, I use words to describe my hate for homework. That happy taste, you and I want to know. Childhood fragrance, so we find it. That warm sunshine, just picked bright strawberries. Unfortunately, I'm afraid to lose this feeling. All night rain, my tears overflowing like rain. hospital