高二那年,有一天我对母亲说:“我不想上学了。”母亲还没表态,继父急了,说:“这怎么行?”我鼻子里“哼”了一声,说:“你少管我的事!你又不是我爸爸!”话音未落,母亲就狠狠地打了我一耳光。我一赌气跑到了城里,那天,我在城里一直游荡到深夜,直到天下起了雪,我才走上回家的路。出了城,我发觉情况非常糟糕。城外又没有路灯,一片昏黑,雪又下得大,我深一脚浅一脚地挣扎在回家的路上,很快就精疲力竭走不动了。站在雪地里,我绝望地看向远方,忽然发现漆黑的前方竟然还亮着一盏路灯,那路灯的光亮很弱,在风雪中飘摇着只依稀可见。 One year after my sophomore year, I said to my mother: “I do not want to go to school.” “My mother has not stated her position yet. My stepfather was anxious and said:” What’s going on? “” I’m in my nose, “” Well, “” Said: “You do not care about my affairs! You are not my father!” "Voice hardly ever, the mother hit me a slap in the face severely. I ran into the city in a row of anger, that day, I wandered into the city until late at night, until the world began to snow, I took the road to go home. Out of the city, I found the situation is very bad. There was no streetlight outside the city, a darkest, snow was too big, I fumbled deep footsteps on the way home, and soon exhausted go. Standing in the snow, I looked desperately into the distance, and suddenly I realized that the front of the darkness was still lit with a streetlight. The light of that streetlight was very weak. It was only visible in the snow.