Ilovethemother,Isactuallydissimilarwithmotherdearme.Myloveisabrook,Mother‘sloveisthesea,Shecancontainmyall.Myloveisabridge,Mother‘sloveisabridgepier,Shecansupportmyspiritualhouse.Myloveisagrass,Mother‘sloveisaprairie,Shecanbreedmymind.Ourhappiness,Issmilewhichthemothernestlescheektocheek.Ourpain,Isthemotherwithowneyesinsadness.Wemaywalkverymuchfar,Actuallyalwayscannotgooutthemindthesquare....[继续阅读]

    Myfamilyisverynice.Mymatherishousewife.Myfatherisworking.I,isschoolgirl.Mysisteralsoisstudent.Andyoufamily‘speople?Howmanypoeple?Therearefourpepoleinmyfamily.AndIspeakright?...[继续阅读]

     Friday,june Finetoday is May Day. Dongdong and I went to Yongzhou museum .The weather was fine ,and the museum was only 5 kilometers away. so we decided to go there by bike .Dongdong and I met at the school gate and we left at eight o‘clock .At the museum , there were lots of plople---children with parents students with their teachers, soldiers.....Attwelve o‘clock we le...[继续阅读]

    WhenIwasgrowingup,Iwasembarrassedtobeseenwithmyfather.Hewasseverelycrippledandveryshort,andwhenwewouldwalktogether,hishandonmyarmforbalance,peoplewouldstare.Iwouldinwardlysquirmattheun­wantedattention.Ifheevernoticedorwasbothered,heneverleton.Itwasdifficulttocoordinateoursteps——hishalting,mineimpatient——andbecauseofthat,wedidn‘tsaymuchaswewentalong.Butaswestartedout,healwayssaid,"Yousett...[继续阅读]

    WhenIwasfifteen,IannouncedtomyEnglishclassthatIwasgoingtowriteandillustratemyownbooks.Halfthestudentssneered,therestnearlyfelloutoftheirchairslaughing.“Don’tbesilly,onlygeniusescanbecomewriters,”theEnglishteachersaidsmugly,“AndyouaregettingaDthissemester.”IwassohumiliatedIburstintotears.ThatnightIwroteashortsadpoemaboutbrokendreamsandmailedittotheCapri’sWeeklynewspaper.Tomyastonishment,...[继续阅读]

    Therewasonceuponatimeanoldgoatwhohadsevenlittlekids,andlovedthemwithalltheloveofamotherforherchildren.Onedayshewantedtogointotheforestandfetchsomefood.Soshecalledallseventoherandsaid:‘Dearchildren,Ihavetogointotheforest,beonyourguardagainstthewolf;ifhecomesin,hewilldevouryouall--skin,hair,andeverything.Thewretchoftendisguiseshimself,butyouwillknowhimatoncebyhisroughvoiceandhisblackfeet.‘Thekids...[继续阅读]

    ShewassixyearsoldwhenIfirstmetheronthebeachnearwhereIlive.Idrivetothisbeach,adistanceofthreeorfourmiles,whenevertheworldbeginstocloseinonme.Shewasbuildingasandcastleorsomethingandlookedup,hereyesasblueasthesea."Hello,"shesaid.Iansweredwithanod,notreallyinthemoodtobotherwithasmallchild."I‘mbuilding,"shesaid."Iseethat.Whatisit?"Iasked,notcaring."Oh,Idon‘tknow,Ijustlikethefeelofsand."Thatsoundsgoo...[继续阅读]

    Timeisrunningoutformyfriend.Whilewearesittingatlunch,shecasuallymentionsthatsheandherhusbandarethinkingof"startingafamily."Whatshemeansisthatherbiologicalclockhasbegunitscountdown,andsheisbeingforcedtoconsidertheprospectofmotherhood."We‘retakingasurvey,"shesays,halfjoking."DoyouthinkIshouldhaveababy?""Itwillchangeyourlife,"Isaycarefully,keepingmytoneneutral."Iknow,"shesays."NomoresleepinginonSatu...[继续阅读]

    TherewasonceonatimeaFishermanwholivedwithhiswifeinamiserablehovelclosebythesea,andeverydayhewentoutfishing.Andonceashewassittingwithhisrod,lookingattheclearwater,hislinesuddenlywentdown,fardownbelow,andwhenhedrewitupagainhebroughtoutalargeFlounder.ThentheFloundersaidtohim,"Hark,youFisherman,Iprayyou,letmelive,IamnoFlounderreally,butanenchantedprince.Whatgoodwillitdoyoutokillme?Ishouldnotbegoodtoeat...[继续阅读]

    Severalyearsago,whileattendingacommunicationscourse,Iexperiencedamostunusualprocess.Theinstructoraskedustolistanythinginourpastthatwefeltashamedof,guiltyabout,regretted,orincompleteabout.Thenextweekheinvitedparticipantstoreadtheirlistsaloud.Thisseemedlikeaveryprivateprocess,butthere‘salwayssomebravesoulinthecrowdwhowillvolunteer.Aspeoplereadtheirlists,minegrewlonger.Afterthreeweeks,Ihad101itemson...[继续阅读]