我喜欢被大手抚摸的感觉，喜欢感受那温暖柔和。小时候过马路，母亲总是紧紧地拉住我的小手，生怕她一时疏忽，我会永远地离开她。于是，马路口就站着一大一小、一高一矮的再普通不过的母女俩，大手牵着小手，小手抓紧大手。车疾驰而来，我欲起步时，母亲总是用劲儿一把把我拉 I like the feeling of being touched by big hands and like to feel warm and soft. When I was a boy when I was crossing the road, my mother always held my little hand tightly, for fear that she would be negligent. I would leave her forever. As a result, the road junction stood on a large and small, a tall and a dwarf common mother and daughter, big hands holding small hands, small hands grasping big hands. The car is galloping. When I want to start, my mother always pulls me with my strength.