The sky was like a piece of rice paper, as the sun set in the west, it was dyed bit by bit into ink black, thick and sticky ink black.
In the light of the lamp, the bright red scores like blood into my eyes, this is the third time that the math scores did not exceed the average. Sitting in the classroom, for a long time, before hearing the yell of the duty student: "To lock the door! Move it!" Folded up the test paper, stuffed into the book bag, out of the classroom in a trance.
Walking slowly down the road, the color of the night is like ink as you breathe into your throat, leaving you breathless and choking. I should have followed the road around the square to go home, but I did not realize that I walked into the square. Put your school bag on the bench and sit down.
The moon has been covered by dark clouds, and the stars are barely shining.
I've been working very hard, but I can't get back to my normal level in math. The words I promised my teachers and parents echoed in my ears, and my heart twisted into a knot.
I don't know when I got home. As soon as I entered the door, there were still cordial greetings thrown in, but none of this could possibly make me comfortable, it only made it harder.
As usual, the first began to write homework, do very slowly, but also careless, the heart is always thinking about the problem of grades, homework is just a mechanical book to write for another local writing, writing
Nearly finished, mom's voice in the ear softly ringing: "Math quiz grades out?" "No, no not out." I said apprehensively, not daring to let her see the test paper for fear that she would be upset and angry. "I'm going to the bathroom." Getting up, I wanted to avoid it for a while. Mom's eyes flashed with a hint of worry, as if she understood something. I listened carefully to the movement outside the toilet, only mom's footsteps. To be sure that mom went to bed, before daring to come out.
After writing the rest of the homework, pick up the bag, out of the test paper, found that the mother has signed the word she has seen, and the following sentence: do your best to good, come on! I walked back to the table and continued to review my homework.
That day, I came home late.2
That morning, the breeze, with its moist, fragrant scent, blew gently across the treetops, across the fields, and across my doorstep.
I pushed open the door and a breath of fresh air hit my nose, refreshing me. I walked out of my house with happy steps, know why I am so happy? Because I am going to play with my classmates. When I was leaving, I said to my mom, "I may get home around five, bye!"
Walking on the road, the birds seem to be singing happily, to the appointed place, I did not expect her to come long ago, we did not say anything and went to play.
Playing and dusk. I thought I would go home after a little while, but without noticing, it was already dark by the time I got home. I accelerated my pace, thinking: what to do, it's already dark. Mom is sure to count me out, I was apprehensive, like a little rabbit hopping around. When I got home, the door was closed. I know I'm late, I stood at the gate hesitating whether to open the door or not? If I opened the door, my mom would count me out again; if I didn't open the door, I would have to spend the night outside. These two thoughts have been wandering in my head. Suddenly, a gust of wind came. A strange sound came, I couldn't help but shiver, always afraid to open the door, but if I don't open the door, just in case a strange thing comes out from behind me to eat me what can I do, just in case ...... a lot of just in case popped out of my head, I decided not to hesitate any longer, but to pluck up the courage to open the door.
But my hand seems to not listen to the call, never touch the door handle. At this time, people have turned off the lights, the night is quiet, let a person a little afraid. I couldn't care less, and opened the door stiffly. With my head down, I went to my mom and dad and voluntarily admitted my mistake, saying, "I will keep my promise next time, and it won't happen again." Mom told me, "It's good to go out and have fun and make more friends, but you can't not keep your promises." At night, I lay in bed and tossed and turned, thinking that what my mom said made sense.
Through this incident, I understand: do anything to keep promises.
That day, I came home late3In the middle of summer, the heat was so intense that the sweat soaked through my clothes. A student invited me to play soccer, and after my mother's approval I was happy to leave the house. Before leaving, my mother also repeatedly urged me to go home early.
I was happy to walk on the street, people are still buying all kinds of things, the scene is very lively. When I got to the soccer field, my classmates and I played one game after another, and the game went on for a long time until one of my friend's parents called, and I realized that it was getting late.
I stroked my hand over my cheeks, which were reddened by a smile, and asked the time, which was almost ten o'clock. I hurriedly ran down the quiet street, looked around, and didn't see a single person. It always felt like the street was a million meters long and would never end. I lowered my head and couldn't help but despair.
Sweating, I finally reached home, opened the door, only to see my mother walking around anxiously, with a cold sweat, and the heat does not match. I stuttered, "I'm sorry, mom, I'm late." Mom rushed to me, and at once a great strength surged through me. She held my hand while urging me not to make such a mistake in the future. I sat down on the couch and smelled an aroma not long after. My mom walked up to me with a bowl of noodles, and I couldn't help but shed tears at the sight. I carefully picked up the bowl of noodles and took a big bite.
The bowl of hot noodles is the warm heart of my mother. Since then, I have always remembered my mother's words, "Be sure to come back early.
That day, I went home late.4
Looking at the road under the light of the moon, covered with a layer of white frost, listening to the noisy voice of the vendors, cutting through the night sky, I fell into a deep memory.
That day I walked on the eighteen bends of the path looking at the sky of the evening sun, can be described as Vimy, also counted to be on the nature of the ghosts and heroes. The two cloud dragons circling in the sky, sometimes back and forth, sometimes side by side, they have to compete for the dazzling dragon pearl it, I do not know where the Jade Emperor went Oh. I only immersed in the beauty of the scenery, did not feel a bit of danger is slowly approaching me.
The time is constantly flowing, the incomparable dazzling dancer, but slowly retreat from the stage. The night began to fall, the sky green color enveloped the earth, I went home late!
I came home and waited for an indiscriminate and vicious admonition: "How come so late to come back? You do not know that I look for you are downstairs to find? You this person ah! The older you get, the more disobedient you become!" Without arguing, I opened my mouth and swallowed my words again. I quietly went into my room, and as the door gently closed, my tears flowed indisputably from the corners of my eyes, and it understood me, and across my cheeks, a red bean-like tear jumped on the floor.
I just sat quietly in the room, until the white moon was held up by the stars, home lights, I can not sit, I intend to go for a walk, will be worried about the bright moon, forget all the unhappy, as if nothing happened.
A round full moon hanging in the treetops, the moonlight spread over the road, as white as frost, looking at the moon can not help but sigh, this time I have to be happy and happy, just like I have eighty-six thousand and four hundred dollars, lost four hundred dollars, I always can not be eighty-six thousand dollars lost; every day there are eighty-six thousand and four hundred seconds, do not be unhappy for four hundred seconds to make the rest of the eighty-six thousand seconds to become unhappy, I have been to this sentence to comfort myself. I've always been comforted by this statement. At this time I stepped on the moonlight, walked quickly on the road, and felt a never-before-experienced ease of mind.
If God had given me a chance to go back, I would have gone straight home.
That day, I came home late.5
As the lights came on, I looked at the cars on the street and the lights on the roadside, and my mind went back to that day. The whole six-year period was in a high stage of revision because of the upcoming final exams. The delay and rush of classes became a daily occurrence.
"Jingling bells" when the math teacher finished his music class, the language teacher rushed in with the class's homework and yelled: "Sit down! The team leader is coming over to hand out exercise books, write them on the spot and bring them to me!" When the language teacher wrote "Pass" on my homework, my heart was half-cold, because it meant I would have to stay after school to do some copying. "No! Heartless! Cruel!" I roared in my mind.
As I watched my classmates go back one by one, I felt an inexplicable soreness in my heart. By the time I got home, the sky had long been swallowed by darkness. "Where to? So late to come back!" In the face of my mom's question, I was unable to speak. In a flash, tears danced back and forth over my eyes. "Got detention from ...... teacher." I whimpered.
"was as expected, I was full of a meal of "love education", but whether it is playing or scolding, she did not allow me to cry, so that the tears have been in the eye sockets spinning. "Go do your homework, you can't eat until you finish!" After leaving a stern warning, I was driven back to my room. I angrily wrote the homework in front of me, very hard, since venting my emotions. I angrily wrote the homework in front of me, writing very hard to vent my emotions. I used my own "heavenly book" font to cope with, with correction tape to repeatedly correct a question that I do not know whether it is right or wrong, and constantly complaining about my mother in my heart.
"Stop writing!" A familiar voice broke the calm, only to see my mom standing in the doorway with rice, "Eat before you write!" This commanding tone calmed my mood ......
On this day, I came home late, but I could not forget the teacher's teachings of repentance, and in my mother's criticism, I understood the affection. Early lights, I looked out the window, a familiar voice broke my inner peace, "Dinner!"
That day, I came home late.
That day, I came home late6
That day, the bell of the end of the school was still ringing, and I walked out of the school door with a stone-heavy bag as usual, and then boarded the school bus step by step with a heavy step, and then I looked around for a while, and found an empty seat and sat down.
In the process of the school bus traveling, I and my classmates talk to each other, you a word and I say a word chat very happy, suddenly a classmate invited me to their home for dinner, I did not think about what, I did not hesitate to agree. Afterwards, I called my mother to explain that I would be late. My mother said she would wait for me, I said I don't need her to wait, but she still insisted on waiting for me to go back, and I hung up the phone after her consent.
After getting off the bus, I came to that classmate's 'doorstep, the classmate's mother was very warmly entertained me, and we ate while talking about something. However, the old man of time quietly slipped away from me. After that, my stomach was bulging like a big dough. Then, I thanked that classmate again and left. I accidentally glanced at the time again, yikes! It was already so late! I looked up at the sky is already dark, I know, it is not early.
On the way home, I thought about how my family always waited for me to come home before eating. Now, are they still waiting for me? As soon as I thought of this, I quickened my pace. To the door of the house, I was apprehensive to open the door, the scene in front of me to make me y moved and make me feel guilty. My mother and brother were sitting at the dining table, it was obvious that they had not eaten yet and were waiting for me. At that moment, my younger brother ran over to me in a childlike, innocent voice and shouted, "Brother! Brother! rice! Rice ......" I knew he was saying for me to come over and eat. I did not say that I have eaten, as usual, sat down, the rice pot in the rice is still hot, the dishes have been cold. For some reason, my heart was warm and it made me feel happy. Afterwards, we settled down for the meal with great joy.
Home is a sweet, warm and relaxing haven. That day, I came home late, but I felt the warmth between my family.
That day, I came home late7
On this day, I came home at more than eight o'clock in the evening, not to be detained by the teacher, not to go to play with my classmates, but to listen to the wrong words and run to the wrong place.
This day at noon, I heard my mom at home and my aunt on the phone, said to go to my aunt's house for dinner. Aunt cooking is the most delicious, you can have a big meal in the afternoon! I giggled.
The four afternoon classes were too long for me, and when school was over, I didn't drag Chen Zihan and Chen Ruohan home with me as usual, but took the lead of the others, stripped the books and stationery on the desk haphazardly into my bag, and then jumped up from my seat to quickly scurry out of the classroom door. Walking on the road, in front of the eyes as if swaying a delicious meal, the nose seems to smell a gust of rice, the thought of a moment to eat the aunt's delicious meal, I can not help but "drooling straight three thousand feet".
The night slowly descends, yellow street lamps have been lit, the street is empty, from the school to the aunt's home has more than 20 minutes away, looking at the empty street, I played in the heart of the drums: so late, do not go? I just wanted to walk back, suddenly there is a voice in my head said: aunt to cook so delicious, do not eat it would be a loss, I turned around again and walked toward my aunt's house.
I went down the stairs and up the stairs, and it felt like I walked for a long time before I reached my aunt's house. Huh? Why was there only one light on at my aunt's house? It can't be that everyone hasn't come yet, right? Never mind, I'll just go and see! I knocked on the door and knocked for a long time before the sound of footsteps came out of the house, when the door was opened, it was my aunt, I looked into the house, and my mom wasn't in there. I asked my aunt, "Auntie, where is my mom? Isn't she having dinner at your house this afternoon?" Aunt suddenly laughed out loud, "You little fool, it's Saturday to come to my house for dinner, you are really a 'delicious bag'! Come on in." I was ashamed of the face is red, in my aunt's house after eating, I was more than eight o'clock before returning home.
This time is to listen to the wrong words to go home late, fortunately did not delay other things, if in the life of the road to listen to the wrong words, choose the wrong road result is certainly not as simple as this time.
That day, I came home late 8This is the latest day I came home, but this day, I seem to have grown up a lot. Along the way, my dad was silent, but he was always behind me, and I could see his elongated shadow, so warm, so tall, always my strongest backing ......
Every student has come home the latest day, when you come home a little late, immediately by the father, mother a lecture. Then they will say, "Why so late to come home." "Did you go out to play." When mom and dad say this sentence, you have to explain half a day before they nodded skeptically.
That's how it is with me, every time I come home a little late, I'm hounded by my grandmother for half a day before she lets me go. So today I'm going home a little late again, because our group is on duty this day, the school will only be a little late. After school, I organize the book bag Hou. Then I brought to sweep the floor. I sweep the right side of a large group, move the bench, then began to sweep the floor. Sweep well, I see them all sweep well, the ground is full of garbage.
The labor committee asked me to put the garbage into the trash can. When I saw that everyone in the group had left, only the labor committee member was left. The labor committee member said, "You go and take out the trash." "Didn't I empty it?" "They're all gone, I have to go home." On the way to take out the garbage, I thought, "Didn't I take it out last time? Why do I have to take out the garbage? Next time I must run faster. When I took out the garbage, I put on my backpack, turned off the lights, and rode the car home.
Back home, a look at the table my face long, has nearly 6:40 minutes. Can be sure to be asked by the grandmother half a day. Sure enough, grandma and ask questions, "is not and classmates go out to play, or go to classmates home to play?" "Today our group swept the floor, that's why I came home a little late." "Is it true, don't lie." "It's true, I'm not lying to you!" Grandma only nodded skeptically. "Don't do that next time." Grandma said. I nodded.
That day, I came home late9"Clatter, clatter, clatter." Outside the window pouring rain, there is not a trace of light in the night sky, the rain mercilessly smashed into the ground, the road people walking in a hurry, suddenly a teenager without an umbrella walking in the street
The students who had a hard day, like a horse off the reins of the wild horses running to the school gate, but I was walking slowly on the way home.
However, along with the good, something unfortunate happened
A few white clouds that were originally lazy on the head, but at some point they became dark clouds, a moment later, a drop of rain fell, and before long, it turned into a downpour.
By the rain drenched into the "soup chicken" I ran on the way home, I do not know what a trip, the whole person fell forward, fell a "dog gnawing mud". The original white clothes, became that black piece, this white piece.
"Bad luck, really bad luck." My heart complained, a variety of thoughts want to cry came up. But I still climbed up, dragging my injured foot, and walked in the direction of home.
The rain was still falling, wetting my face, and it ran down both sides of my face, landing on my shoulders, and then on the ground along with my clothes.
Listening to the sound of the rain hitting the ground next to me, I started to get more and more homesick, but the heavens are merciless, not only does he not let it rain less, but also makes it rain more and more. How I wish there was someone to hand me an umbrella!
My stomach was growling, but I couldn't do anything about it! I looked at my watch, it was already 7 o'clock, but I still had a long way to go from home. My heart was beginning to falter at this moment, and I was even on the verge of despair!
When I saw that the streetlights had been turned on, when the rain began to fall less, when I pushed open the door of my house, my heart somehow
That night, I came home late!
That night, I went home late 10
Home, how cozy term, is the drifting harbor, is a warm shelter. The home, does not need to be how big, there is a father, there is a mother, there is a home.
I'm not a good girl in the mouth of my mom and dad, I also have my thoughts and ideas. And my thoughts and ideas gradually appeared after I graduated from junior high school. Of course, there are times when my persistence has brought some unnecessary trouble.
I remember my birthday the year I turned 19. I hadn't spent my birthday at home with my mom and dad for a long time, and it just so happened that it was Friday and I could go home again. So I couldn't wait to get to the station and get on the bus home. I will never forget that day when I was late for home. I was still very excited to sit in the bus. But because it was cold, the temperature inside the car is also high, and the little girl next to me to talk about the days of the child I was also a little drowsy, I said I got off at Qiaotou, she said to call me, I will be relieved to go to sleep. I don't know when she woke me up and told me that I had passed the station. I quickly shouted to the driver to stop the car, I quickly jumped out of the car, blankly looked around, into the eyes is actually unfamiliar with my surroundings. My heart panicked and I could only walk forward blindly.
There is no doubt that I returned home that day, and the moon was over the top of the willow, and I returned home wearing a star and a moon, full of wind and frost. Home mom, sister, grandma are waiting for me to come home, mom stewed chicken has been hot and hot, see I finally came back, can not help but complain about me, but this is no longer important to me, back home my tense heart has been relaxed.
That day, I came home late, I have not been with him for a long time so walk together on the way home.
That day, I came home late, but I know more, and Dad said a lot of things when he was a child, I hold Dad's warm and generous palm, Dad so all my life with me, accompany me through the days and nights of the future.
That day, I came home late 11Every time my classmates ask me to play, it always reminds me of that encounter. In the morning, the sunshine sprinkled every corner of the room, through the special call of my best friend, I finally escaped from this happy cage, and flew freely in the outside world. There was a great sense of accomplishment as well as a small sense of fear in my heart at the success of my first escape. That poor feeling of fear was completely extinguished as the temptation of freedom was too great for myself.
Party hard with your buddies and enjoy the bliss of eating, drinking and playing. At the end of the day, you don't forget to go and take a big headshot as a souvenir. This time, it was a real party. When you are taking pictures, the abominable cell phone unexpectedly rang, the heart has long been extinguished the fear of the fire suddenly rekindled. In mom's order, had to hurry back to my familiar cage. To the home just sat a little while, my best friend Lao Cui can not stand. So, I was bold, for the sake of my friendship, fight! Against the instructions of my mother, took the old Cui to the neighborhood entertainment place fitness equipment that to play.
Sit down and enjoy the floating white clouds, listen to the birds, marvel at the beauty of the flowers, feel the presence of the wind, singing their favorite songs. This is also a very enjoyable thing! Watching the sky gradually turn from azure blue to golden yellow, the heart violently trembled, and the heart cried out: Oh no, this time the game is over! Hurry to pull the old Cui to run home.
Just arrived at the door, sure enough, the old Cui parents as well as my parents, are eagerly looking for the two of us. After saying goodbye to Lao Cui, I was also invited back home. Mom leisurely sat on the sofa, drinking water, I also want to drink ah! Did you have a good time? Mom asked in a seemingly casual manner. Yes! I was extremely honest in my answer. Suddenly realized that the mother gradually black face, immediately changed his words: too unpleasant! Mom once again sent word: do not feel good after don't go out. Ah? I chose to mouth on the silence, the heart angry thought: again is to control my freedom, next time I run, huh! Don't play your little game, let's eat! Mom had a look on her face that read my mind, her own anger was gone, what was left was mere introspection and touching! This was the first time I came home late, and I believe, the only time!
That day, I went home late 12
Outside the window, bright moonlight mixed with gorgeous neon lights flashing, I sat in front of the window, can not help but think of the day I went home late ......
It was a beautiful dusk, I sat alone on the roadside benches, looking at the school gate that was sprinkled by the afterglow of the setting sun, was so It was the campus I had dreamed of for a long time! I managed to step into the examination room, but I was blocked out - I failed, and had no chance to get into the ideal school in my heart. I made it to the interview but failed to pass the final hurdle.
I stood up and went for a walk in the garden down the road. Suddenly, a small white figure came into my tear-soaked eyes - a small white butterfly! Its wings were stained with water somewhere, and its two tentacles twitched slightly. It rested on the petals of the flower, seemingly observing the movements around it! It struggled to fly, the first time, it did not succeed; the second time, it failed again; the third time, the fourth time, the fifth time ...... it finally succeeded! It slowly flew up, looked to fly to the slanting sun, but at this time, a drop of water from the tree dripped down ...... At this time, I was surprised to realize that the garden has just been watered! The little butterfly fell heavily to the ground.
I caught it gently and put it in a place where there was sunlight, oh! My dear little warrior, come and feel the warmth of the sun! I looked at it with a smile and was about to leave when the little white butterfly suddenly trembled and flew up into the sky again. As it left, it turned around in front of my eyes, as if to thank me, and then flew into the sky again.
Looking at the back of the little white butterfly, I realized that my immediate encounter was so similar to the frustration that the little white dish had encountered. In the process of primary school, everyone encounters bumps and setbacks. The difference is that some people choose to give up, while others choose to persevere. Because they know that middle school is a new starting point, and if they work hard, they can change the status quo and set off towards their dreams!
Thank you, little white butterfly! Looking at the darkening sky, I accelerated the pace of home. I know that tomorrow, waiting for me to change!
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I just walked out of a short distance after a hand suddenly slapped me in the back, this sudden slap from the back to make me a little overwhelmed.
At that moment, there was a familiar voice from behind me, and I turned my head curiously to see - it turned out to be a good friend of mine, Xiaoming! I breathed a huge sigh of relief and asked him what he was doing here to see me, and he said he wanted to go to xxx park with me.
Not only did I have some hesitation: I was very scared when I thought of the horror movie today. If I go, it will be dark when I come back, and I will be so scared that I won't dare to go home; if I don't go, I may lose a good friend like Xiaoming. On the one hand to challenge my courage, on the other hand to challenge my friendship ...... Finally after careful consideration I think or friendship is more important, and tomorrow is also a Saturday, a little later to go back to the mother will not care too much, so follow Xiaoming went to xxx park.
In the park, I and Xiaoming played a fierce snowball fight, I do not let me I do not let you, and ultimately it is difficult to distinguish between winners and losers; later we had a skiing competition, the results of Xiaoming skied to half of the accidentally fell, gnawed on the mouth full of snow, laughed me back and forth; we were thirsty to buy water to drink, and hungry to buy snacks to eat ......
When we were playing happily, I suddenly realized that it was already so dark! I hurriedly said goodbye to Xiaoming, and then quickly to the home dashed away, themselves in the middle of the road also do not care about the fear of not afraid, the heart only think of quickly back home ...... about twenty minutes later, I finally returned home, just happened to meet just want to go out to look for my mother, so I "Cupcake! I came home late 14
Everyone, there should be a time when you come home late, may be because of helping the teacher to work, come home late, or maybe the teacher in the last class, there is a little bit of activity ......
I remember that when I first went to junior high school, the teacher said before the end of the day, "I see that our The class is new and so are the students. The classroom should be cleaned and cleaned ah! I'm not sure I can do that! So I'd like to leave ten students behind to help clean the classroom. Whoever wants to help, raise your hand." Then a whole bunch of students wanted to help the teacher. The teacher said, "So many people! I'll arrange it: Huang Gang, Sui Ji Hao is responsible for mopping the floor, Cui Can, Zhang Jingwen ......"
Zhang Jingwen and I are responsible for wiping the blackboard, cleaning the windows and setting the table. We went to wipe the blackboard first, the white powder foam on it has been wiped off, the blackboard was wiped clean by us. After wiping this side, there is that side, at that time, I seem to be a whitewash ramp, in a leisurely brush the wall. I'm so happy!
After wiping the blackboard, and go to wipe the window, fortunately not afraid of heights, or else scared to death. Windows are too difficult to wipe. "Wow! Windows and blackboard finally wiped, hurry to set the table, so hurry home ah, or mom should say I." I said. Began to set the table, one on this side, one on that side, "creak, creak ......" the sound is too harsh. Ah! Finally finished.
And look at the other students, some sweeping, some wipe the table, really hard. Not good, go home late, I hurried to say goodbye to the teacher, I was anxious like a hot pot of ants - round and round, ran out of the school gate, there is no one. Then look at the table, 5:12, 4:30 school, more than half an hour, grabbed my "wind and fire wheel" to run home.
In the end, my mother not only did not say I, but also praised me!
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In my growing notebook collection of the growth of the genealogy, full, page after page, heavy. On this day, I came home late, and something happened that I can't forget, and will always be in my mind, so that I can benefit for a lifetime.
This day, I walked on the way home, both sides of the road are trees, it was dark, a little eerie and scary feeling,. Suddenly, I bumped into something and was so scared that I even shouted, "Help! There are ghosts!" While shouting, I ran to the crowd in front of the school. Only to see that everyone else did not move at all, I feel strange in my heart, turned my head, only to see a grandmother is falling to the ground. I quickly ran over to help the grandmother up and apologized. The grandmother patted the dust on her legs and said, "It's okay, it's okay." I was turning around to leave when I thought it was too rude, as a pioneer I should help my elders. Thinking about it, I turned back, only to see, the old granny didn't go away, she was looking for something on the ground. I walked to the grandmother and asked, "Grandma are you looking for a walking stick?" "Yes, yes, yes, that's the walking stick." Granny said. I picked up the walking stick and handed it to the grandmother. I thought to myself, should I send the grandmother home? Thinking of how hard it was for the grandmother to find the cane, I said to the grandmother, "Grandma, let me take you home!" I said, "Grandma, I'll take you home!" And then I helped my grandma to go home. After the "wind and rain" finally sent the grandmother back home, the grandmother kept saying: "child, you have a very kind heart." "Grandma, I should be the one to thank you, you opened the door of my conscience." After saying this, he waved goodbye to his grandmother.
I walked on the way home, and my heart was both happy and sad! Joy is that I sent my grandmother home safely! The sadness is that mom will be furious. To home, the door standing waiting for me to eat is not my lovely brother, but the home of the "tigress" ---- mom! When she is going to open the mouth of blood "eat" me, I decided to explain the ins and outs to my mom, mom's fierce face immediately cloudy to clear.
Today, although I came home late, but I gained happiness!