when reveiving something from others,you don't take it from their hands,rather you let them lay it in your hands.For me it was perfect----The beautiful language of my childhood was Michif.It was not only a language but also a way of life.
看不懂呃,前文是寫(xiě)我小時(shí)候說(shuō)方言,自從祖父之死是我最后一次讀出這美麗的方言,多年以后,我?guī)缀跬浟怂?但我無(wú)意中讀到了有關(guān)于文言的論文,在小心的嘗試后,我終于又讀懂了這曾經(jīng)的口頭語(yǔ),這段是在這種情況、、下寫(xiě)的感想,沒(méi)看懂.