河水继续上涨,我不停地划着船,在屋里来回穿梭,看一看那些没法搬上楼去的大件家具。我喜欢划到那张舒适的长沙发椅的四周转悠,如今它差不多浸在了水下,我把它设想成一座湖心岛。
一天深夜,我被一阵猛烈撕扯的声音惊醒,好像是木头在吱吱嘎嘎地断裂。然后传来重物坍塌时的隆隆声。我跳下床,冲进过道。爸妈正站在小书斋的门口,小书斋里存放着全家人的书籍和妈妈珍爱的那套瓷器。
小书斋的地板已经塌陷下去,我们一直没法保全的珍贵瓷器如今都落到楼下的地板上了,淹没在不停暗涨的河水里。爸爸点亮露营用的灯,我们借着灯光到楼梯平台上察看。除了书籍像小木筏一样飘浮在水面上,什么也看不见。
在我看来,妈妈一直勇敢地经受着这场洪水的严峻考验。她从容、镇静,把每一件事情都安排得有条不紊。可是那个晚上,她坐在楼梯口上抱头痛哭。我以前从未见过她这般伤心,她的哭声让我感到有些害怕。我想帮她,却又不知所措。我只知道我必须把什么事情弄清楚。
[17] The next morning, after breakfast, I did a geography lesson and then Mother said I could go downstairs and play in the boat. I rowed once around the down-stairs, avoiding the mess of timbers in the hall where the terrible accident had occurred. The books had begun to sink. I stared down into the dark water and could see nothing. It was right then that I got the idea.
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