虽然是初夏，但是晚上的气温却不高，一阵风吹来，我打了个寒颤，白天的高温

虽然是初夏，但是晚上的气温却不高，一阵风吹来，我打了个寒颤，白天的高温果然都是骗人的啊!<br><br>我紧了紧衣服的领口，但风还是往里窜，一股凉意通透全身，我不由地打了个寒颤……记得我是跑出来的，临走前我说再也不回来。因为我厌烦了，厌烦了他们施加在我身上的压力。学习一年又一年，渐渐地我变得什么都没有，除了一点点的尊严，因此我珍惜这仅剩的尊严，我怕有一天会一无所有。考试考砸了，我比所有的人都伤心，更难过，我更知道下一次努力。然而他们都像一种对我彻底没希望了一样地冷嘲热讽，然后是无视我的存在径直做别的事。多少次我忍着眼泪麻木地自我安慰。但随之而来的是信心也一点一点地消逝……你们都是有工作的人，况且父亲还是位校长。我身为教师子女，就必须学好。随着年龄的增大和年级的升高，这种压力也越来越大。我再也撑不住了……我性格变得喜怒无常，我开始讨厌那些伤害我的人，开始讨厌那些在众人面前用丑话骂我丢我脸的人，连梦中都梦到那些人仿佛要用手掐死我，我痛苦地尖叫……<br><br>夜又深了些，黑云弥漫，仅有的星星也消失不见。我看不见我的方向，我该往哪个方向走……回家吗?不，我不回去。我使劲地摇头，然而我脑海中却地浮现出了一些背影，这些越来越清晰，在我的眼前铺开了一幅长长的画。<br><br>记得那一次我晚上十二点发高烧，爸爸妈妈大半夜起来和我去打针，烧得稀里糊涂的我还依稀感到一只温柔的大手抚摸着我的额头。这种温暖让我终生难忘。还有一次，我带病考试，没有取得好成绩，我伤心地站在父亲面前。父亲先关切地问了我的身体情况，然后又开导我，说失败并不可怕，只要勇敢地站起来一切都会好的。我开心地笑了……<br><br>At this time, clouds back, the moon secretly climb out, the stars glowed, I understand better home, a better understanding of the parents' well-intentioned. I would say they love me, because I was in their psychological first. My shoulder is not pressure, but a thick layer of hope ah! I know the love of parents, as long as we are together, home is always good, I have a warm and beautiful home ah! <br><br>I turned around towards home ran, opened the door, greeted by a warm atmosphere, father anxious eyes, red from crying mother seemed eyes ...... <br><br>this is the first time I left home, mom and Dad, I'm sorry

Although it is early summer, but the temperature at night is not high, a gust of wind, I gave a chill, the high temperature during the day is indeed a lie ah!<br><br>I tight tight the collar of the clothes, but the wind is still moving in, a cool through the whole body, I can not force a chill ... ... Remember I ran out, before I left I said never come back. Because I'm tired of the pressure they put on me. Study year after year, gradually I become nothing, except a little dignity, so I cherish this only dignity, I am afraid that one day there will be nothing. The exam was broken, I was more sad than all the people, more sad, I know the next effort. Yet they were all as cynical as they were to me, and then to do something else without ignoring my presence. How many times have I held back tears and numbed myself to comfort myself. But then came the loss of confidence bit by bit... You all have people who work, and your father is still a headmaster. As a teacher's child, I must learn well. As we get older and grade get shigher, so does the pressure. I can't hold on any more... My character became moody, I began to hate those who hurt me, began to hate those who in front of the public in the face of ugly words to scold me to lose my face, even dreams dream of those people as if to strangle me with their hands, I screamed in pain ...<br><br>The night was deeper, the dark clouds were full, and the only stars disappeared. I can't see my direction, which direction Should I go... Come home? No, I'm not going back. I shook my head vigorously, but i had some backs in my mind, which became more and more clear, and a long picture was laid out before my eyes.<br><br>Remember that time I had a high fever at twelve o'clock in the evening, mom and dad got up in the middle of the night and Went to get injections, burned in the confusion I still faintly felt a gentle big hand caressed my forehead. This warmth will never be forgotten. Another time, I took the sick test, did not get good results, I stood sadly in front of my father. My father asked me about my condition with concern, and then he opened up to me, saying that failure was not terrible, as long as he stood up bravely and everything would be all right. I smiled happily...<br><br>At this time, the cloud retreated, the moon secretly climbed out, the stars also glow, I understand the beauty of home, more understand the parents' good intentions. They all love me will say i, because I am the first in their psychology. I shoulder is not the pressure, but a thick hope ah! I understand the love of parents, as long as we are together, home is always beautiful, I have a warm and beautiful home!<br><br>I turned the direction to run home, open the door, a warm breath came face to face, my father's anxious eyes, my mother seems to cry red eyes ... ...<br><br>This is the first time I've left home, Mom and Dad, I'm sorry.

Although it's early summer, but the temperature at night is not high. A gust of wind blows, and I shiver. The high temperature in the day is really deceiving!<br>I tightened the neckline of my clothes, but the wind was still running in. I felt cool all over my body. I couldn't help shivering I remember that I ran out. Before I left, I said I would never come back. Because I'm tired of the pressure they put on me. Study year after year, gradually I become nothing, except a little dignity, so I cherish the remaining dignity, I am afraid that one day there will be nothing. I am more sad than all the people. I know better about my next effort. However, they all sneered at me as if I had no hope at all, and then ignored my existence and did other things. How many times have I held back tears and numbly comforted myself. But then there's the loss of confidence You are all working people. Besides, father is still a headmaster. As a teacher's child, I must learn well. With the increase of age and grade, the pressure is increasing. I can't hold on any longer I became moody, and I began to hate those who hurt me, those who scolded me in front of others and threw me in the face. Even in my dream, those people seemed to strangle me with their hands, and I screamed in pain<br>The night was deeper, the black clouds filled, and the only stars disappeared. I can't see my direction. Which direction should I go Go home? No, I won't. I shook my head as hard as I could, but in my mind, there were some back images, which became clearer and clearer, spreading a long picture before my eyes.<br>I remember that time I had a high fever at 12 o'clock in the evening. My parents got up in the middle of the night and went to have an injection with me. I was so confused by the fever that I felt a gentle big hand caressing my forehead. I will never forget the warmth. Another time, I took the exam with illness and didn't get good grades. I stood in front of my father sadly. My father first asked me about my physical condition with concern, then enlightened me, saying that failure is not terrible, as long as you stand up bravely, everything will be OK. I smiled happily<br>At this time, the cloud retreated, the moon crept out secretly, and the stars were shining. I understood the beauty of my home and the care of my parents. They all love me, because I am the first in their mind. What I am shouldering is not pressure, but a thick hope! I know the love of my parents. As long as we are together, the home will always be beautiful. I have a warm and beautiful home!<br>I turned around and ran toward home. When I opened the door, a warm breath came to my face. Dad's anxious eyes, mom's eyes seemed to be red with tears<br>This is the first time I've left home, mom and dad. I'm sorry<br>