Dozens of hours ago, I was carrying a heavy schoolbag, which seemed to bear all these troubles. When the sun is getting dark and about to set, the surrounding light fills the sky. It makes people feel very comfortable. I don't know why, but I feel uncomfortable. I tried to run ahead and ran to the entrance of the park. I'm tired. I'm squatting on one side. Sweat flowed through my cheeks and dripped on the white school uniform. One is wearing a school uniform with a cell phone and a ponytail. Gave me a boring look. What is she thinking? She should be laughing at me!
When I came home tired, my mother asked with concern, "How was your day? Did you listen carefully in class? ..... "Based on the principle that silence is golden, I silently walked into the study, closed the door gently and sighed helplessly.
I seem to have stopped at this moment, and my mother seems to have erupted at this moment: "Hey, let me ask you, how are you these days?" I'm telling you, you choose not to talk now and never to talk again. "Mom said, sitting motionless on the sofa.
It's getting dark and the children are playing outside the window. I seem to be used to this kind of life, two days a little noisy, three days a big noisy. I walked slowly into the kitchen, ate something casually and put on my sportswear. Go running in the park.
The sky turned dark, but my steps didn't stop. On the way, I met many acquaintances. I habitually tilt my head and my mouth is upturned. Give a perfect smile.
Soon after, a strong wind blew. There seems to be a pre-call. Sure enough, drop by drop, it rained heavily. I ran to the gazebo to shelter from the rain. I looked up at the sky and thought: who can understand my heart, who can understand what I am thinking. I silently left tears. Regardless of other people's comments, I ran home. God has a loving heart. He couldn't bear to see me run home in the rain, so he stopped it.
When I got home, I saw my schoolbag lying on the floor and neatly placed on the sofa. I took out my mobile phone from my pocket and found five missed calls on it. It's all the same person, and my mother suddenly said, "You boy, you didn't hear me when I called you." I looked up and smiled at my mother, but I couldn't hide my tears.
I lay in bed, thinking about the person who cares about me. ...