呼唤你,雪花膏我一直认为,雪是世上最辽阔、最庄严、最富神性的覆盖物。还记得小时候,天空飘洒着柳絮一般的雪,厚厚的覆盖住了我们的心田。上作文课的时候,老师问我们:“雪像什么?”班上年龄最小的幼芳举起了手:“老师,像雪花膏。”“哈哈哈哈”,大家都笑了起来。幼芳趴在桌上,委屈地哭了起来。现在回想起来,便觉得酸酸的,雪是挺像雪花膏的。为什么不对?那时候我们还没有香香的雪花膏,于是便憧憬那雪也像雪花膏一样,多好!可是现在,我们虽然有了雪花膏,甚至比雪花还雪花的雪花膏,可是我仍然怀念儿时的雪花膏,如泣如诉的雪花膏。 Calling you, I always think that snow is the world’s most extensive, most solemn, most divine cover. I remember when I was young, the sky was covered with catkins of snow and covered our hearts with thickness. During the lesson, the teacher asked us: “What is the snow like?” The youngest young Fang in the class raised their hand: “The teacher, like a cream,” “Hahahaha,” everyone laughed. Yu Fang squatted on the table and cried out aggrieved. Looking back now, I feel sour and snowy. Why is it not right? At that time, we did not have a fragrant snow cream, so we licked the snow like a cream, how wonderful! But now, although we have a cream, even a snowflake than snowflake, but I still miss the childhood Cream, like a soothing cream.