有一种声音,永不疲倦地萦绕在我的脑海,牵动着我的心灵,引领我成长。很小的时候,我对那苦涩的感冒药非常反感。而身体却很不争气,一年要感冒几次。当我拒绝吃药时,妈妈总会这么说:不好好吃药,那大灰狼就要来抓走你了;只有乖孩子,大灰狼才不抓。在这温柔的威胁声中,我半信半疑地将药吃掉了。妈妈还会亲切地补充一句:“真乖!”在那天真烂漫的日子里1,妈妈的 There is a voice, never tired of lingering in my mind, affecting my heart, leading me to grow. Very young, I was very offensive to the bitter cold medicine. The body is very disappointing, a few times a year cold. When I refuse to take medicine, my mother always said: not good to take medicine, then the wolf will come to arrest you; only good boy, the wolf did not catch. In this gentle threat, I half-doubt to eat the medicine. Mom will also be kind to add: “really good! ” In that day really day 1, mom’s