照例,今天父亲又驾车送我去补课。“刷!”父亲撞上了个红灯,便在十字路口处停下了车。“先生,先生。”“什么声音?”我疑惑地向车窗外看了看,只见一群衣衫褴褛的孩子一手抖动着只装着几个硬币的可乐杯,另一手敲击着车窗。“哗啦,哗啦!”钱币的哭泣声使我动了恻隐之心。“爸,给 As usual, my father drove me to make up lessons again today. “Brush!” His father bumped into a red light and stopped at the crossroads. “Sir, sir.” “What voice?” I looked out of the car window puzzledly. I saw a group of ragged children shaking one Cola cup with only a few coins and the other hand knocking on the window. “Well, that’s it!” The cry of the coin made me move. "Dad, give