“哥”随即又传来一声稚嫩的哭声。我伫立在网吧门口,透过那扇玻璃门往里看。那里面究竟有什么呢?为什么老师和父母都不让我们青少年进去呢?一连串的疑问在我的脑海中荡漾。突然听到这声熟悉的呼唤,我回头望去,果不然是我的妹妹。她摔倒在地上,裙摆上沾满了灰尘,正用手撑在地上,仰着脸,她那红扑扑的脸蛋上尽是泪痕,脸颊旁一颗晶莹的泪珠悬在那儿。我的心一下子揪到一起,立刻跑上前去,蹲下身 “Brother ” Then came a tender young cry. I stood in front of the cafe through the glass door looking inside. What exactly is there and why do not teachers and parents let us in? A series of questions in my mind. Suddenly heard this sound familiar call, I looked back, if not my sister. She fell to the ground, the skirt was covered with dust, was holding his hand on the ground, raised her face, her red face full of tears, a crystal teardrop left tears hanging there. My heart suddenly pulled together, immediately ran up, squat body