but to the school, in the face of unfamiliar faces unfamiliar environment, i want to cry well. are upset when the home to the phone, the mother the right to ask me please. my tears quickly down, and tried to not let her find.
not familiar with the latter slowly, although it was no longer such as homesickness, but there are always unhappy when the advent of a lot of times at night, when feeling lonely, they will naturally think of distant family members, think of it in the remote mountain village in their own lives more than a dozen of the spring and autumn, and a phone call out greetings and listen to the voices of parents and that kind.
if the mother is always a few, but each time i was swept away the boredom, disappeared: "children in school right? anything better at home, not to miss too much."
always miss my mother, my diet iving, asked me in the distant land still used to the life, always asked of me to take care of the body, the mother-friendly sound, so i do not miss how the family it?
phone, some hoarse voice of his father, the father honestly going to say too much so, the phone, he always ask me "are not eating, there is no cost of living, the better to eat it." but i was well aware that his father with his hard-working to raise his children, with his simple character education of his children, his father is proud of the child.不善言辞rallied behind him, he put into the love to other people talk about when their children face in a brilliant smile.
in our rural areas, raising me and my brother is not easy, let alone reading we want to send. faced with huge fees, parents insist teeth, and put the burden of any of their livelihood on the shoulder bending, no complaints.
now, we are studying or working outside, guarding the empty house, then the phone will become the parents of the happy things. us a call back and tell