晚上8点多,我拖着疲乏的身躯走进家门。也许是我开门的声音惊扰了在房间里写作业的女儿,她从房间里跑出来。我没理会她,径直进自己房间放下包,换上家居服出来。女儿迎了上来:“老妈,洗手吃饭啦。”噢,原来是上六年级正在复习备考期末试的女儿见我回来,从房间里跑出来帮我热饭菜。我走近饭桌,看见冒着热气的碟子旁,已经摆好了一双筷子。坐下来,我一个人慢慢吃着晚饭,不知怎的,鼻头开始有点发酸。这段时间,母亲生病住了院。我单位、医院两头跑,送饭、陪妈妈做各种检查,更多是对妈妈病情的担心,身心十分疲惫。我已有好几天没有和女儿一 More than 8 o’clock in the evening, I dragged my tired body into the house. Perhaps the sound of the door I opened up disturbed the daughter who was homeworking in the room and she ran out of the room. I ignored her, straight into his room to put down the bag, put on the home service out. Daughter welcome: “Mom, wash your hands. ” Oh, turned out to be the sixth grade daughter reviewing the final exam daughter saw me back, ran out of the room to help me hot meals. I approached the dinner table and saw a pair of chopsticks beside the steaming plate. Sit down, I am a man eating dinner slowly, somehow, the nose began to sour. During this time, my mother was sick and hospitalized. My unit, the hospital ran both to send meals, to accompany her mother to do a variety of checks, more worried about the condition of her mother, physically and mentally exhausted. I have not been with my daughter for days