如果不是这次搬家,我可能永远也看不到压在床下面的那件小棉袄了。30多年前的一件小袄,上面曾经很鲜艳的花儿已模糊不清,各色布料给它打上了形状各异的补丁。 我马上跳起来在相簿里找到一张旧照片,正是穿上这件棉袄的第一天照的。根据这份可靠的资料可以得知,这件棉袄做成于1965年1月底,我第一次穿上它是在1965年的2月4日,那一天是春节吗?那一天是个吉祥的日子吗?我想是的,那一天,应该是我童年最后一次穿新衣的日子。 If not for this move, I may never see the little cotton padded under the bed. A little jacket more than 30 years ago, the very bright flowers on it had been blurry, patches of different colors were put on it. I immediately jumped up to find an old photo in the photo album, just put on the first day of this jacket according to. According to this reliable information can be learned that this jacket made in January 1965 the end of January, the first time I wear it on February 4, 1965, that day is the Spring Festival? That day is a good day I think so, that day, should be the last time my childhood wear new clothes.