我是个小子。妈妈却说我像个姑娘,是个“假小子”。我长得白白净净,说起话来轻声细语。人家一跟我打招呼,我就脸红。要是有陌生人来我家,我就会低着头,不敢看他。连我自己都觉得自己像个姑娘。我心细,这一点也像姑娘。记得那次妈妈约同事去郊游,妈妈前脚刚出门,我后脚就追上去,把一把伞塞进了妈妈的包里。傍晚,妈妈一脚跨进门的时候,就把我紧紧地搂在怀里说:“我的‘假小子’,今天多亏了你,要不妈妈今天就要成‘落汤鸡’了。”我心里暗想:像姑 I am a kid. Mom said I was like a girl, is a “tomboy.” I look white net, soft whisper. When people say hello to me, I blush. If there is a stranger to my house, I will head down, afraid to look at him. Even myself feel like a girl. I am careful, it is also like a girl. I remember that my mom about colleagues to go for an outing, my mother just left the front leg, I chased after the foot to go, put a umbrella into the mother’s bag. In the evening, when my mother stepped across the door, she held me tightly in her arms and said: “My tomboy, thanks to you today, or my mom will become a dying today.” My heart thought: like aunt