淡淡地,一学期就这样不知不觉地溜走了。街上行人很少,柳枝也懒得动一下,无精打采地垂着。背起沉重的行囊,拖着沉重的脚步跨出了学校的大门。住读,真的挺麻烦。回家了,带的东西还真不少。瞧,有钱人家的孩子就是不一样,富爸爸开车来接。有钱的妈妈也没闲着,找个三轮,也忙着来接孩子了。哎,妈今天没上班,怎么没来接我?记得离家时,还给 Indifferently, one semester slipped away unknowingly. There were few pedestrians on the street, and switchgrass was too lazy to move and slumped. Carrying a heavy bag, he dragged his feet through the school gate. Staying in reading is really troublesome. When I got home, I had a lot of things. Hey, the children of wealthy people are different. Rich dads drive to pick them up. The rich mother was not idle. He found a three-wheeler and was busy picking up the children. Hey, Mom didn’t go to work today, why didn’t you come to pick me up?