九岁那年,父亲抛下了年幼的我和母亲走了。母亲虽然痛苦,但她还是坚强地站了起来。一天,窗外下着小雨,母亲带我走进了一个陌生的家。一个陌生的中年男人站在我面前,妈妈用企盼的目光望着我,并对我说叫“爸……爸”。我愣住了,两行热泪禁不住流了下来。我推开妈妈,跑到外面,任雨水打在脸上。我朦朦胧胧地看到妈妈那憔悴的脸庞和弱不经风的身躯,全身湿透了。我扑在妈妈怀里喊:“妈妈,我不要爸爸,我只要和你在一起。”妈妈 When I was nine years old, my father left me young and my mother left. Although the mother was in pain, she still stood firm. One day, with a light rain outside the window, my mother took me into a strange home. An unfamiliar middle-aged man stood before me. Mom looked at me with an expectant look and told me “Dad. Dad.” I was stunned and two lines of tears could not help but flow. I pushed my mother away and went outside to let the rain hit my face. I could not help but see my mother’s sullen face and weak body, and her body was soaked. I shouted in my mother’s arms and shouted: “Mom, I don’t want my father, I just want to be with you.” Mom