他是一个孤独的老人,好像在世界上已没有一个亲人:我是一个年轻的女士,与自己的父亲早已不再联系。我们一见如故。我们的相识,开始于我走进一家康复中心的义工培训班上课的那天。当我走上台阶时,迎面看见一个头发花白的老人坐在门廊的 He is a lonely old man, as if he had not had a loved one in the world: I am a young lady, no longer in touch with my father. We see it as before. Our acquaintance began the day I attended the volunteer training class at a rehabilitation center. When I walked up the stairs, I saw an old man with gray hair sitting on the porch