谁都有蹒跚学步时。彼时阳光明媚,岁月似一种梦幻般青翠欲滴,稚嫩的脚步迈起来摇摇晃晃,胖胖的小手在空中摆动着,似是维持着身体的平衡,又似是张牙舞爪地宣告着胜利。偶尔也有乐极生悲的时候,脚下一软便可怜兮兮地趴在了水泥地上,黑白分明的大眼睛眨出泪水,几次等着父母来扶,却最终在奶糖的鼓励下,嘟着嘴爬起来,抢过糖含在嘴里。满口奶香中,又含着泪珠笑 Everyone has a toddler. When the sun was sunny, the years seemed like a fantastic verdure, the tender footsteps up and down, fat little hand swinging in the air, seems to maintain the body’s balance, it seems like a claw to declare victory. Occasionally there are moments of extreme sadness when the foot of a soft pitifully lying on the concrete floor, big eyes black and white blink of an eye, several times waiting for their parents to help, but eventually encouraged by toffee, muttering Get up, grab the sugar in your mouth. Mouthful of milk, but also with tears of laughter