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讲真,我喜欢孤独这个词,它让我听起来很拽。第一次体会到孤独大概是四岁。2000年我爸在天津接受肝移植手术,多次生命垂危。我妈每天在医院里跑上跑下,累得精神憔悴,根本没工夫回北京,于是那一整年我都是在幼儿园寄宿班里度过的。每当周五来临,所有小朋友都会迫不及待趴在幼儿园的铁门边上,等自己唯一认识的那辆车从拐角出现。他们急躁地摇着铁栏杆,不仅因为能见到爸爸妈妈,还因为周五有一顿全家人可以在一起吃的肯德基。
To be honest, I like the word alone, it makes me sound like a drag. The first time I realized that loneliness is about four years old. In 2000, my dad accepted a liver transplant in Tianjin, many times dying. My mom runs and runs in the hospital every day, tired and exhausted, and has no time to return to Beijing, so I spent the whole year in a kindergarten boarding class. Whenever Friday arrives, all children can not wait to lie on the edge of the kindergarten iron gate, waiting for the only car that you know from the corner. They rattled the iron railing impatiently, not only because they saw dad and mom, but also because there was a KFC on the Friday that the whole family could eat together.