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秋风起,雁南翔,黄叶知时光。在这条上学路上,不经意间,伴随着12个秋风的起落,我已经进入了高三。习惯了出门前,奶奶的叮咛;习惯了独自回家,奶奶的陪伴。父母外出打工,逢年过节回家一两次,对于我,只是个熟悉的陌生人。一次中秋节回家,奶奶高兴地说:“乖乖,你看谁回了?”奶奶向着厨房的方向努努嘴,我嘴里却很淡然地冒出一句,“家里来客人了。”正从厨房跑出来的妈妈,大概听到了我说的话,脚步声停下了,而我,头也不回地进入房间……
Since the autumn winds, Yannan Xiang and Huang Yezhi have known the time. On this road to school, inadvertently, with the ups and downs of the 12 autumn days, I have already entered the third year. Used to go out, Grandma’s embarrassment; used to go home alone, grandmother’s company. Parents go out to work and return home once or twice every year. For me, it is just a familiar stranger. When I returned home on a Mid-Autumn Festival, my grandmother said happily, “Hey, who do you see?” Grandma turned his mouth in the direction of the kitchen, but my mouth was indifferent, “The family came to the guests.” "The mother who was escaping from the kitchen probably heard what I was saying, and the footsteps stopped, and I didn’t return to the room...