我的书柜第三层放着我认为重要的东西,几颗我的乳牙,母亲织的小衣服,也有好朋友送的鹅卵石,摆在最中间最显眼的是一个用绛红色布包裹住的小巧木盒,里面是一把残破的蝴蝶形骨梳。这把蝴蝶骨梳是外婆送我的。小时候每一次去探望外公外婆总是那样有趣,外公总有我吃不完的糖,外婆总有我听不完的故事。而每次最让我期待的却是梳头发。 On the third floor of my bookcase stood something I considered important, a few of my deciduous teeth, my mother’s little clothes, and the cobblestones from my good friends. The most prominent thing in the middle of my bookcase was a small, Wooden box, which is a broken butterfly-shaped comb. This butterfly bone comb is my grandmother to send me. Every time I was a kid, visiting my grandparents was always fun. My grandfather always had the sugar I could not finish eating. Grandma always had a story that I could not finish. The most exciting thing I ever look for is combing hair.