“不送就不送,让我淋病算了。”丢下这句话,我气恼地拉开门,摔门而出。明明说好送我去车站搭车现在却称自己忙而推脱,外头下这么大的雨我却打着伞提着行李独自去搭车。看到其他同学被父母包围着,叮咛着,我心里如打翻了五味瓶,不知什么滋味。好吧,有这样一个狠心冷漠的妈妈,我无话可说。所有的一切都像这鬼天气一样跟我过不去,排队时被大人插队而排老半天,鞋子被打湿,衣服碰到别人淌着雨水的伞而变得湿漉漉的,提着沉重的行李箱挤不上 “If you don’t send it, don’t send it. Let me forget it.” Dropping this sentence, I opened the door with an annoyance and fell out of the door. Obviously, he said that he would send me to the station to ride a car and now said he was busy and shirk. I was holding an umbrella and carrying the luggage alone to take a ride. Seeing other classmates surrounded by their parents and groaning, I felt like I had knocked out the bottle of flavor. I don’t know what it was like. Well, there is such a coldhearted mother, I have nothing to say. Everything was just like this ghostly weather that couldn’t go with me. When I was queued up, I was queued by the adults for a long time. The shoes were wet. The clothes touched the umbrellas that were raining and became wet, carrying heavy luggage. Not on