一夕阳照进窗子,房间被染得昏黄,天色渐渐暗下来。她坐在窗前,握着一个精致的古铜色的相框,上面是一个小男孩的照片,他笑嘻嘻地看着她,左脸颊上有一个浅浅的海鸥形状的胎记,像一只海鸥振翅高飞。“小鸥,妈妈会找到你的,一定会的。”她用拇指摸了摸相片上小男孩的脸蛋,一滴眼泪滴在了男孩的脸上。二她穿过走廊,一个志愿者从后面追上了她,兴奋地喊道:“他们可能找到他了!小鸥!警察把那群孩子送到福利院了,让你去认亲!我刚刚知道的!”她 A sun shining into the window, the room was dyed yellow, the sky gradually dark. She sat in front of the window, holding a delicate bronze frame with a photograph of a little boy who looked at her with a smile and a shallow gull-shaped birthmark on his left cheek, like a seagull fluttering in the wings fly. “Little gull, mother will find you, will be. ” She touched the little boy’s face with a thumb, a drop of tears on the boy’s face. Two she crossed the corridor, a volunteer from behind to catch up with her excitedly shouted: They may find him! The little gull! The police sent the children to the orphanage, let you recognize the dear! I Just know! "She