双休日的天空总是那么明朗,同学们都兴高采烈地去享受,尽情地去潇洒……我背着书包懒洋洋地走在回家的路上,无心欣赏田野的美丽风光,也无暇顾及车水马龙的繁华景象,心里空荡荡的。徘徊在十字路口,好像在思量着什么,又好像在憧憬着什么……人人都有一个家,人人都想得到一个温馨的家,可我却“永远”难得有一个理想的家,这话不是我昧着良心诽谤自己的家庭,更不是对父母 Weekend sky is always so clear, the students are happily to enjoy, enjoy the smart to go ... ... I am carrying a lazy school back home on the road, no mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the field, no time to take into account the busy downtown scene , My heart empty. Hovering at the crossroads, as if thinking about what, but also seems to be looking forward to what ...... Everyone has a home, everyone wants a warm home, but I “” never have an ideal home, This is not my conscience defaming my own family, not my parents