我在做物理作业,妈妈在桌旁的衣柜前整理衣服。“别人家那么新的衣服都扔了,我们家还有这么多旧衣服留着。”妈妈在自言自语。“不穿的也扔了吧,留着占地方。”妈妈把我的衣服找出来,有好大一堆。我突然想起爸爸曾说过,我们家的衣服数我最多。这话一点都不假。“你看,这件T恤还能穿吗?”妈妈问我。我瞟了一眼,是粉红色的那件。去年春天,妈妈在杭州给我买的,当时穿上挺合身。 I was doing my homework and my mom finished putting clothes in front of the wardrobe at the table. “So new clothes for someone else’s home are thrown away, and there are so many old clothes in our house. ” My mum was talking to me. “Do not wear it, throw it, keep the place.” “My mother found my clothes, a lot of good. I suddenly remembered that my father once said that my family has the most clothes. These words are not fake. ”You see, this T shirt can wear it?“ ”Mom asked me. I glanced at the pink one. Last spring, my mother bought me in Hangzhou, and was wearing a fit.