一声最真的呼唤,荡涤了纤尘的心。从我记事起,我就没有爸爸妈妈。每天,我喜欢坐在村前河边的石头上发呆。就在这时,一个女人走进了收养我的叔叔的家,她脸上总是挂着笑。她跟我说话,我冷冷地不搭理她。一天傍晚,我从外面回到家时,突然听到她和叔叔的对话。她说:“小茹都8岁了,该上学了。”叔叔回答:“家里哪有闲钱供她 The most really call, clean the heart of the dust. From my memory, I have no parents. Every day, I like sitting in the stone in front of the village in front of the river in a daze. Just then, a woman entered the home of my uncle, her face always laughing. She talked to me and I ignored her coldly. One evening in the evening, when I came home from outside, I suddenly heard her talk with her uncle. She said: ”Little Jurong are 8 years old, the school. “ Uncle answered: ”where the home for her spare time for her