不知从何时起,我在家不再是个乖孩子了。面对妈妈对我百般呵护的温情,我常无端地感到一阵厌烦,妈妈越是关怀备至,我就越不自在。为一些鸡毛蒜皮的小事和妈妈争执,真不是出于我的意,是因为我心里着实有说不清的烦恼。说心里话,妈妈漂亮、善良,有一颗金子般的慈母心。童年的歌谣《世上只有妈妈好》的歌声,伴我陶醉在蜜一样的生活里。可是随着年龄的增长,这种依恋的感觉渐渐地淡漠了。随着知识面的拓展,一种振翅高飞,策马狂奔的渴望在我心中怦然躁动。《再见吧,妈妈》那嘹亮的进行曲震撼着我的心灵,那“军号已吹响,钢枪已擦亮,行装已背好,部队要出发 I do not know since when I was no longer a good boy at home. In the face of my mother’s warmth of care for me, I often feel endless while tired, the more caring mother, I am more uncomfortable. It is not out of my opinion for some trivial trivial matters to dispute with my mom, because I really can not tell the trouble in my heart. To be honest, my mother is pretty, kind, and has a gold-like mother’s heart. Childhood songs “world only mother is good,” the song, accompanied by my intoxicated life in honey. But with age, the feeling of attachment gradually faded. With the expansion of the knowledge, a kind of flies, flew the desire to rush in my heart suddenly restless. “Goodbye, my mother,” the shining march shook my soul, "The bugle has been sounded, the steel gun has been polished, the luggage has been back, and the troops have to depart