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清澈的眼神,憨憨的微笑。总有热爱,总有故事,总要用文字记录。每当夜深人静的时候,我总是陷入迷茫。一个问题总是萦绕在我的脑海——我到底是什么?在爸爸妈妈的眼里,我就是个乒乓球。自从爸爸迷上了赌博,他的眼里只有几张牌,“押金花”“砸牛”“麻将”“跑和”……输了钱就拿妈妈撒气,拿我撒气。一气之下,妈妈也玩起了牌。从此,我在爸爸妈妈的眼里,就不再是儿子,而像一个乒乓球,推过来,挡过去,有时,恨不得一拍拍得远远的,总不让我挨身。找妈妈要点购买学习资料的钱吧,还没等话说
Clear eyes, Han Han smile. There is always love, there is always a story, always use written records. Whenever the night is quiet, I always fall into confusion. A question always lingering in my mind - what am I really? In the eyes of mom and dad, I am a ping pong ball. Since dad got hooked on gambling, there are only a few cards in his eyes. “The money is spent”, “smashing bull”, “mahjong”, “running” and " I let out. Angrily, the mother played a card. Since then, I am in the eyes of mom and dad, is no longer a son, and like a ping pong, pushed over, blocking the past, sometimes, wait for a pat on the far, never let me go. Find mom points to buy learning materials, money, have not said otherwise