屈指算来,我的孩子已经三岁半了,从他呱呱坠地的那一刻起,我就一直与他朝夕相伴。两年多来,儿子成了我用心灵去认真感悟的一部耐读的书。在这部动态化的书里,我阅读到他心灵的喜悦,阅读到他一举一动的天真和童趣,阅读到他只有我心里才明白的一种说不出道不明的美妙的东西。 As a matter of fact, my child is three and a half years old. From the moment when he was born, I was with him for a long time. For more than two years, my son became a well-read book that I used my heart to seriously realize. In this dynamic book, I read the joy of his heart, read his naive and playful movements, and read the wonderful thing he can not understand in my heart.