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A天空的颜色有点灰。我蹲在南墙的柴垛边,一个人低低地抽泣。四周寂静得让人害怕,只有屋檐上的麻雀叽叽喳喳地嘲弄我。我找不到母亲,她也许下田了;我找不到哥哥,他也许上学了;我从不找父亲,因为他压根就不大着家。我只是一不小心睡了一觉,就好像被整个世界给遗弃了。而父亲偏偏在这个时候像一位侠客从天而降,他的自行车铃铛声自屋后的坡坎上丁零零地滚落下来,我潜伏着的委屈突然被无限放大,于是瞬间加大了哭泣的分
A sky a little gray color. I squatted in the south wall of the firewood edge, a person sobbed low. Quiet silence around people scared, only the sparrow on the eaves twitter to mock me. I can not find the mother, she may go to the fields; I can not find my brother, he may go to school; I never look for my father, because he never goes home. I just fell asleep by accident, as if abandoned by the whole world. The father just happens at this time like a knight fell from heaven, his bicycle bells from the house after the slope on the endless rolling down, my lurking grievances suddenly unlimited zoom, and instantly increased the crying points