Late one afternoon, I was on my way home from school. I walked slowly along the street with my head drooped. The scenes on both sides of the street were beautiful, but I had no interest in them at all. I walked and walked, thinking of what had happened that day.
Just a few minutes before the second class began that afternoon, I was asked to go to the teacher"s office. I heard my teacher talking to my mother with anger.
How could you dare to go to see a film this morning without permission? Mother said at the top of her voice, slapping me in the face heavily. I look at Mother, dumbfounded…
I walked more slowly, for I had seen my house ahead, where Mother was always standing at the door, smiling at me, at this time every day. But now, she wasn"t there. My heard was beating faster. I even didn"t dare to open the door for fear that Mother should beat again.
Not knowing what to do, I sat on the ground near the door, blaming myself for what I had done. I was lost in deep agony.
Suddenly a soft hand patted me on the head. I looked up, seeing Mother standing beside me. I couldn"t help crying, Mum! tears rolling down my cheeks.
一天下午，我在放学回家的路上。我慢慢地沿着我的头耷拉着的街道。街道两旁的景色很美，但我根本不感兴趣。我走着走着，想着那天发生了什么事。
就在第二课开始前几分钟，我被要求去老师办公室。我听到我的老师对我的母亲和我的愤怒。
没有许可你怎么敢去看电影？妈妈说她的声音，打了我一耳光。我看着妈妈，惊呆了…
我走得更慢，因为我看到了我的房子，母亲总是站在门口，对我微笑，在这个时候，每一天。但现在，她不在那里。我的声音被打得快。我甚至不敢打开门，担心母亲会再打一次。
我不知道该怎么办，我坐在门口的地上，责备我自己做了什么。我被深深的痛苦深深地迷失了。
突然一只柔软的手轻轻地拍了拍我的头。我抬起头，看到母亲站在我旁边。我忍不住哭了，妈妈！泪水滚下我的脸颊。
