能回报春天的,除了姹紫嫣红的灿烂,还有春风的温暖。我8岁那年,被我妈扔在她家门口。那天,风很大,雨也很大,我妈紫色的衣裙在拐角消失的时候,我已经连泪都流不出来了。傍晚的时候,这个叫李春花的回家了,脸阴沉了许久,一语不发地把我带进屋。给我换了干净的衣服后,她问 Can return the spring, in addition to colorful brilliant, there is the warmth of the spring breeze. When I was 8 years old, I was thrown at her door by my mother. That day, the wind was great, the rain was great, my mother’s purple dress disappeared in the corner, I have not even tears flow out. In the evening, this is called Li Chunhua’s home, his face gloomy for a long time, without any words to bring me into the house. She asked after I changed my clothes clean