今天,是3月8日,是妈妈的节日,在这儿我想说说我的心里话。这些话埋藏在我的心里已经好久好久了。那是我还在读一年级的时候,一天课间我刚走到教室门口就听见班里的好几个男生凑在一起说:“你们知道吗?李若尘的妈妈是个瘸子。”“是啊,我看到过,而且还是个驼背呢,走路很难看的。”我没敢进教室,悄悄地退到墙角,心里有说不出的难过。整整一天,我的心情糟透了,老 Today, March 8, is my mom’s holiday. Here I would like to talk about my heart. It has been a long, long time since these words were buried in my heart. It was when I was still in the first grade. One class day I went to the classroom door just to hear several boys in the class get together and say: “Do you know that Li Ruochen’s mother is a lame?” , I have seen, but also a hump it, walking is ugly. "I did not dare enter the classroom, quietly retreat to the corner, my heart can not tell sad. All day, my mood was horrible, old