我小时候特别爱哭鼻子,受了邻居家的孩子欺负会哭,考试考不好会哭,想要好看的衣服得不到会哭,就连自己摔倒了也会哭……后来,在6岁的一个夜里,因为想要一盒蜡笔母亲没给我买,我一怒之下掀翻了桌子大哭。父亲一把抱起我,朝着村庄后走去,直走到那片黑压压的树林里。那个树林里布满了坟头,是我们小伙伴谈虎色变的场所。父亲走到那里,把我扔下就往回跑。我被吓得魂飞魄散,一边大喊大叫,一边拼命追赶父亲,可没追 When I was a kid, I especially loved to cry and cry because I was bullied by a neighbor’s child. I could not cry if I could not get a good exam, and I could cry when I fell down. Then, at 6 One night old, because I wanted a box of crayons mother did not give me to buy, I broke the table in a fury cry. My father picked me up and walked towards the village, straight down to the dark woods. That woods full of graves, is our partner talk of change places. My father went there and dropped me and ran back. I was scared wits, while screaming, while desperately chasing his father, did not chase