假牙平常,我走在大街上,只要一看见哪儿有“镶牙”二字,便禁不住会浑身蹿过一阵哆嗦,就像是一股萧瑟的秋风裹着落叶,袭进了灵魂似的。假如那街面上的橱窗里,碰巧还赫然摆着几托儿制作精致的假牙——乍一看上去极像是活鲜鲜的真牙,那我就得赶紧把眼睛死死地闭上一会儿,就像是听到一个凶信似的,必得马上落荒而逃……对于假牙,我总是有一种说不清楚的感觉,非常的特殊,近乎一种寒冷的恐怖。往往,在我使劲儿闭上眼睛的那一瞬间,父亲便出现在我的眼前了。 Denture usual, I walk in the street, as long as I saw where there is “denture ” the word, they could not help but will be covered with a shudder, like a bleak autumn wind wrapped in leaves, hit into the soul-like. If the window on the street, happened to also impressively make a few days care children make exquisite dentures - at first glance looks like live fresh teeth, then I have to close my eyes tightly for a while, Like to hear a fierce letter, must immediately fled ... ... For dentures, I always have a feeling that is not clear, very special, almost a cold terror. Often, the moment my eyes closed, my father appeared before me.