去年的一天,突然响起了敲门声。我侄儿招呼都没打就从土耳其跑来了!我最后一次看到他时,他还不过是个小不点儿呢,双眼含羞两只耳朵像两把扇子,门牙缺了两颗,短短的头发,一双手总是脏兮兮的。要知道,每个侄儿都是这般模样儿。我喜欢他,和他有种依恋不舍的感情。他个儿矮矮的,看我时总是要仰起脸来,就像是在仰望一根电线杆子似的。一双琥珀色的眼睛笑眯眯的,还暗暗地跟我逗闷儿呢。从他那短裤筒里伸出来的双腿有些弯。虽说他目不斜视,可似乎 One day last year, there was a sudden knock on the door. My nephew greeted neither of them from Turkey! When I saw him for the last time, he was still a little bit smaller, his eyes were shy, his ears were like two fans, his incisors were missing two, his short hair , Hands always dirty. You know, every nephew looks like this. I like him, and he kind of attachment reluctantly feelings. He was dwarfed, always looking up at me, looking up like a wire rod. A pair of amber eyes smiling, but also secretly tease me child. The legs that came out of his shorts were slightly bent. Although he is not strabismus, it seems