一寂寞的夜晚,在灯火明亮的教室,梦想着美丽,渴望拨通家里的电话。拨下那个熟悉的号码,电话中传来妈妈有些嘶哑的声音,眼前浮现出她的微笑。母女之间开始了特殊的对话。她在不停地表达自己的情感,而我则静静地听着,回答着几句简单的话:“知道了”、 On a lonely night, in a brightly lit classroom, dreaming of beauty, I was eager to dial the phone at home. Dial that familiar number and there was a hoarse voice from her mother on the phone. She smiled at her eyes. Mothers and daughters started a special conversation. She was constantly expressing her emotions, and I listened quietly, answering a few simple words: “I know,”