有人说,女儿是父亲前世栽下的玫瑰,我却一直以为我不过是一棵草,被你忽略,被你遗忘……我呱呱落地的那一刻,你很失望。继姐姐之后,我的降生,又一次断了你延续香火的梦。姐姐带给你的,是初为人父的喜悦,何况她那么聪明、漂亮,而我头发稀少,皮肤暗黄。记忆里,每逢家里有客人,你总会把姐姐抱在膝前,让她给大家唱儿歌,叔叔阿姨们把花花绿绿的糖果塞满了她的口袋,偶然回头看见我,最多会说一句“:这孩子挺健康的……”那时候,我多么希望你能夸我一句,说我的作业 Some people say that her daughter was a rose planted by her father in the past, but I always thought I was just a grass, ignored by you and forgotten by you. You were very disappointed at the moment when I was born. After my sister, my birth, once again cut off your dream of incense. My sister gave you, is the joy of the father at first, not to mention she is so smart and beautiful, and I have scarce hair, dark yellow skin. Memory, whenever there are guests at home, you always put her sister in front of the knee, let her sing songs for children, aunts and uncles filled the colorful candy in her pocket, occasionally looked back at me, say up to say “: This child is very healthy ... ” At that time, how I wish you could boast me and say my homework