一阵微风吹来,清新凉爽拂过脸面,微小的沙尘也随风吹进了我的眼里。我本能地用手指去揉一下眼睛,以为会像前几次一样,揉一下眼,沙子就会出来。可这次我揉了好几分钟,直揉到眼泪流淌,沙子不仅没有出来,感觉还往更里面去。沙子在眼里,有着细碎的痒,微微的疼,睁眼闭眼都难受。母亲让我平躺在她怀里,用她右手的拇指和食指轻轻地捻住我的上睑缘,手指微微一抬,我的眼皮就翻转 A breeze blowing, fresh and cool brushed face, tiny dust also blowing into the eyes of the wind. I instinctively rubbed my eyes with my fingers, thinking I would knead my eyes as I did a few times before the sand would come out. But this time I rub for a few minutes, straight to the tears flow, the sand not only did not come out, but also feel more to the inside. Sand in the eyes, with a fine itch, a slight pain, eyes closed eyes are uncomfortable. My mother let me lie flat in her arms, gently twisting my upper eyelid with the thumb and forefinger of her right hand, raising my fingers slightly and turning my eyelids