小的时候我喜欢和老爸一起睡觉,这和别的孩子有点不一样。因为就算是寒冷的冬天,只要钻进爸爸温暖的被窝里就可以安稳地睡觉,管它北风呼啸还是冰冻三尺。屋檐垂下了它的睫毛,出现了一条一条冰凌,而我已经进入梦乡,我惟一露在外面的头也被爸爸的大手盖着。我就像大树身上的一根 When I was little, I like to sleep with my dad. It’s different from other kids. Because even if it is a cold winter, you can sleep safely in your father’s warm bed, and let it know that the north wind whistles or freezes. The eaves dropped its eyelashes and there was an ice-cream. I was already asleep and my only head that was exposed was covered by Dad’s big hands. I’m like a big tree