不知是4岁还是5岁的时候，家里有着许多的书，个个面带严肃，郑重地伫立在书架上，这些书大部分都是父亲的，是陪伴了父亲青春的老书，许多本都已破损了，不是边角破损，而是书从中断裂成了两半，但都已被胶水修补过了。虽是老书，书皮金黄色的图案依然折射着光芒，刺眼的光芒里，我似乎看见了父亲埋在书堆之中的童年。而今，父亲早已迈进了中年，这些书也理所当然地被我“继承”了。当时，父母都是老师，虽然有了个白白胖胖的儿子，但他们还是把极大的精力放在了工作上，放在了那批高考在即的学生上。我也只得独自一人待在空旷的家中，无趣的度过一天又一天，有时也曾想不满地大喊一声，但我知道，回答我的，只有那一本本旧书。于是，书成了我唯一解闷的玩伴，父母走后，我便费力的爬到了书架上，用着稚嫩的小手在书架中费力抽取出我发现的一本连环画——《西游记》，因为书中有着一幅幅精美的图案，但那苦涩的文言文让我实在是捉摸不透，也只能似懂非懂的翻阅着，我常常一看就是大半天，直到父母回家。
don't know is 4 or 5 years of age, the home has many books, all the noodles take seriously, solemnly stood in the bookshelf, these books mostly father, is the father of youth with older books, many this has worn out, not edge horn is damaged, but the book from the fracture in half, but has been the glue repair. though it was old books, book covers the golden pattern still refraction shining and dazzling ray of light, i seem to see the father buried in spur of childhood. now, father had entered middle age, these books also were rightly i "succession". at that time, parents are all teachers, although had a vain fat son, but still they put great effort on the work, in the university entrance exam that batch in students. i also had to stay alone in an empty house, dull to get through the day and day, sometimes also once think everywhere yell 1, but i know, answer me, and only those yibenben old books. hence, the only book became my sorrows playmates, parents left, i then arduous climb to the shelf, use the childish hands in bookshelf wade extract i found a comic -- "journey to the west", because the book with plenties of exquisite design, but that the bitter wen-yen let i really dark horse, and can only be indefinitely was browsing through, i often a see be big until her parents got home.
in the human growth process, will experience a lot of things: success, failure ... ... i seem to grow very common experience, however, that the failure made me a benefit for life, want to know why? i still listen to it carefully road come on!
today, the math teacher to his tone has always been tough for us to talk about yesterday's test. i got the test paper, looked at the score, red, my tears almost to flow out, "70" points, my god! you know, i've never had such a low test scores, moreover, or math! topic teacher on the stage, came under the rustling of error correction, my hands are moving, can not the brain is actually sad. gomi knocked over my heart like a bottle, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, together came to my mind.
