“少女的心,春天的云”,女儿在变得聪明、漂亮的同时,那时晴时阴的脸也弄得我时喜时忧。这不,女儿一本日记就足足让我破译了好几天。记得那天女儿放学回家,一改以往先看电视、吃零食的习惯,一声不吭地走进自己的房间。吃晚饭时,三唤五请才出来,匆匆扒了几口饭又躲进了自己的房间。女儿怎么了?那一晚,我辗转难眠。第二天,女儿阴着脸上学了。我不顾先生的劝阻决定做一件违心的事——偷看女儿的日记。谁知,女儿日记的第一页就给了我当头一棒:“日记属个人隐私,受法律保护,偷看者,请悬崖勒马。”女儿早已做好了准备,死丫头,就是万丈深渊,我也要跳下去。我怀着为女儿着想的心,继续翻开日记。天啊!丫头的日记不是英文,便是符号、数字,只有 “Girl’s heart, spring cloud”, the daughter becomes clever, beautiful at the same time, cloudy when the face also made me feel happy when worry. This does not, my daughter’s diary a full day for me to decipher. I remember that day my daughter returned home from school, a change in the past to watch TV, snacking habits, silent into their own room. Eat dinner, come out only three calls, hurried a few mouthfuls of rice and hid in their own room. What’s wrong with my daughter? That night, I was sleepless. The next day, her daughter shaded face to learn. I disregard Mr.’s advice to make a defilement - peek into her daughter’s diary. Who knows, the first page of the daughter’s diary gave me a blow: “Diary is personal privacy, protected by law, steal the viewer, please recumbent.” Daughter already well prepared, dead girl, is abyss, I have to Jump down. With my daughter’s heart in mind, I continued to open the diary. Oh, my girl’s diary is not English, it is symbols, numbers, only