9月26日晴收拾房间时偶然发现了一个被埋没在角落中很久的纸盒,盒子上落满了岁月沉淀的尘埃,泛黄的纸附着妈妈的字迹:成长照片。刹那间,心中的某个角落渐渐柔软起来。纸盒的盒盖连同那些被时间封存凝结的记忆,缓缓露出光来。第一张照片是小时候的我,三岁左右的样子,乖巧地倚在妈妈的臂弯中,背景是阳光泛澜的银白色海面。照片中的我,纯净的眸子凝视着远方的海平面,海鸥泛泛,匆匆勾勒在照片的一角。轻捏照片一角的手微微有 On September 26, sunny when I cleaned up the room, I accidentally found a paper box that was buried in the corner for a long time. The box was full of dust that was precipitated by years. The yellowed paper attached my mother's handwriting: a photo of growing up. Suddenly, a corner of my heart gradually softened. The lid of the carton, together with the memories that have been condensed and sealed by the time, slowly reveals the light. The first photo I was a child, about the age of three, cleverly leaning on the arms of her mother, the background is the sunshine pan-blue silvery white sea. In my photograph, the pure eye gaze at the sea level in the distance. The seagull is broad and hastily outlined in the corner of the photo. Light pinch photo corner slightly hand