那是一个寒冷的平安夜。乔治夫妇听到门外传来一阵微弱的呻吟声。打开门一看,只见一个小男孩靠在门口。他身上裹了条薄薄的破毯子,正冻得瑟瑟发抖。“天哪,亲爱的快来!”乔治先生慌忙将小男孩抱到屋里。这时,乔治太太拿来了热毛巾和厚棉袄。在壁炉的烘烤下,小男孩的嘴唇慢慢红润起来。 It was a cold Christmas Eve. George and his wife heard a faint groan outside. Open the door to see, saw a boy by the door. There was a thin, torn blanket on him, shivering in the cold. “My God, my dear coming!” Mr. George hurriedly held the little boy in the room. At this time, Mrs. George brought a hot towel and a thick jacket. Under the fireplace, the little boy’s lips rose slowly.