以心为声,不忘初心。1卖蔬菜的胖老婆子,眯缝着小小的眼睛,打量着面前这个孩子:长得真壮实,浑身上下,透出一股劲儿,仿佛随时都能像头小牛犊撒开四蹄飞奔起来。可惜啊,是个小哑巴。小哑巴的爸爸送他来这里干活的时候,老婆子忘了问他的名字。她看了看他,嗯,看来,能干活!便对其他几个卖菜的婶子说:“就叫他哑牛吧!”哑牛围上长长的围裙,穿起比脚大好几码的雨靴,又从墙角 Heart to voice, did not forget the beginning of heart. A fat old woman selling vegetables, squint little eyes, looked at the child in front: look so strong, whole body up and down, revealing an effort, as if at any time like the calf sown with four hoof run . Pity ah, is a dumb. When his dumb father sent him to work here, his wife forgot to ask his name. She looked at him, um, it seems, to work, he said to several other aunt who sells vegetables: “Let’s call him a dumb cow!” "A dumb cow surrounds a long apron, A few yards of rain boots, and from the corner