盼!盼!母亲的信依然没有收到。坐在教室里,眼怔怔地看着前面——完全是无意识的动作,心根本不想看什么东西——我感觉到了失落。明天就是中秋节了。我是一个异乡人,远离亲友,来到这所遐迩闻名的中学学习,时时觉得孤寂、忧愁。“独在异乡为异客,每逢佳节倍思亲。”同学们都为明天的放假而欢天喜地,只有我黯然伤神,让伶伶的情思在天际飘荡。 Hope! Hope! The letter of the mother still has not been received. Sitting in the classroom, looking at the front of the eye - completely unconscious action, the heart does not want to see anything - I feel lost. Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I am a stranger, away from relatives and friends, I came to this famous high school to learn, always feel lonely, sad. “Only in a strange land is a stranger, and every time the festive season is pro.” The students are all happy for tomorrow’s holiday. Only I feel sad and let the ambiguous thoughts drift across the sky.