一个寒冬的夜晚,北风好像恶魔,夹着雪花,袭击着路上的人们。已经晚上八点多了,怀孕的妈妈接我回家,缓慢地走在回家路上,我冻得瑟瑟发抖。妈妈一边走,一边看着手机。我又冷又饿,可妈妈好像一点儿也没有察觉到。周围静悄悄的,连个人影都没有,我突然感觉好孤独。我说:“妈妈,我们聊聊天吧!”妈妈微微抬了下头,心不在焉地说:“说吧,聊什么?”说完她又低下了头。我说:“妈妈,你还有多久生宝宝?我都等不及了!”这时妈妈才吃惊地问:“什 A cold winter night, the north wind seems like a devil, with snowflakes, attacking people on the road. It was already past eight o’clock in the evening. The pregnant mother picked me home and slowly walked home on the road. I froze and shuddered. Mom walked while watching the phone. I was cold and hungry, but my mother did not seem to notice it at all. Surrounding quiet, not even a personal shadow, I suddenly feel so lonely. I said: ”Mom, let’s chat!“ Mom raised her head slightly and said absently: ”Say it, talk about it? “ Then she lowered her head again. I said: ”Mom, how long you still have a baby? I can not wait!" At this moment, my mother asked in surprise: