最近总是想起母亲的自行车,那是童年里最深的回忆。昨日兴致勃勃地打电话问起母亲是否还记得以前家里的自行车,是否记得那辆自行车的菜篮子,母亲却疑惑地问着:“什么菜篮子?什么自行车?”我不禁愕然,母亲与它十几年来得相处,竟不及我对它的几年记忆。不过想来也是,母亲只是把她当做交通工具,而我,却以它为乐,以它为伴,它总是给我带来惊喜,见证我的成长。母亲的自行车整体是灰色,银色组成的,链接银色车头 Recently I always think of my mother’s bike, which is the deepest childhood memories. Yesterday excitedly called to ask whether the mother still remember the bike at home before, remember that bicycle basket, her mother asked puzzled: “What basket? What bike?” I can not help but stunned mother with it ten Years get along, not as good as my memory of its few years. However, the idea is also, the mother just used her as a means of transport, and I, but for its pleasure, to accompany it, it always brings me a surprise, witness my growth. The mother’s bicycle as a whole is composed of gray, silver, silver front link