National Day Poetry Senior Three Chinese

After seeing the National Day homework, my temper became furious. Looking at the array facing north in the sky, I will suddenly tear up the paper in front of me; Listening to Li Guyi's sweet singing, I will drop my exercise book on the walls around me. My mother hid out quietly and listened to my movements secretly where I couldn't see them. When everything was calm again, she came in quietly, her eyes were red and she looked at me. "I heard that the reference answers of the book city are on sale, so I pushed you to buy some." She always said that. Mom likes answers, but since the eleventh assignment was handed out, all the reference answers in her box have disappeared. "No, I won't go!" " I circled the homework that added up to 99 times around the earth and shouted, "What am I writing!" " "My mother jumped on me, grabbed my hand, held back her tears and said," I'm with my mother, copy well, copy well ... "But I never knew that her college homework in senior three had reached that stage. Later, my sister told me that she often copied the answers in the middle of the night, and her hands hurt so much that she couldn't sleep all night. That day, I was sitting alone in the homework pile, watching the neighbor's paper "shuashua shua" fall out of the window. Mother came in and stood at the window: "the reference answer shop is open." Let me push you to have a look. "There was a pleading expression on her gaunt face." What time? ""tomorrow, if you like? " She said. She was overjoyed by my answer. "Well, tomorrow. I said. She was so happy that she sat down for a while and stood up for a while: "Then you should get ready quickly." "Oh, don't bother? A few steps, what is there to prepare! " She also smiled, sat next to me and said, "After buying the answers, let's go to' hire someone to copy them'. When I was a child, I liked to hire five people to copy together. Remember that time I took you to the book city? You said the answer is from the north of the city, and you should do your homework yourself ... "She suddenly stopped talking. For words like "do it yourself" and "homework". She is more sensitive than me. She went out quietly again. She's out. Never came back. She was still vomiting blood when the neighbors carried her to the car. I didn't expect her to be so ill. Watching the tricycle go away, I never thought it would be forever. When the neighbor's boy went to see her behind my back, she was breathing hard, like her hard life. Someone told me that the last thing she said before she passed out was: "I haven't finished my eleven homework ..." It was autumn again, and my sister pushed me to the bookstore to buy answers. Mathematics is happy, Chinese is perfect, English is simple, splashing water and being copied in the autumn wind. I know what my mother didn't finish. So is my sister. We are together, so we should copy our homework well ... good.