你终会远去,我却笃信相遇。人们说起残障儿时,就好像在谈论灾难一样。这一次,我想面带微笑地谈论你们——我的残障儿。你们曾让我开心,而且有时是故意逗我开心。那年,托马十岁。他一坐进我的“大黄蜂”跑车,就问我:“爸爸,我们去哪儿?”从那刻起,他开始不停重复这个问题。起初,我会回答:“我们回家。”一分钟以后,他依然天真地问我同样的问题,他的脑子里记 You will eventually go away, but I believe in meeting. When people talk about a disabled child, it’s like talking about a disaster. This time, I want to talk with you with a smile - my handicapped child. You have made me happy, and sometimes deliberately amused me. That year, Thomas was ten years old. As soon as he got into my Bumblebee car, he asked me: “Dad, where are we going?” From that moment on, he began to repeat the question. At first, I would reply: “We go home. ” A minute later, he still naively asked me the same question, mind his mind