望着路上玩耍的孩子,我心里就像打翻了五味瓶,酸、甜、苦、辣、涩什么味都有。妈妈,人家的童年是美好的,而我呢?我的童年在哪儿?我每天都按您的意思,写作业,写作业!这就是我的童年吗?如果说是,那我宁愿不要这个童年。妈妈,您对我的要求也太严了一点儿吧!妈妈,您知不知道,您像一把无情的大锁,牢牢地锁住了我,让我喘不过气来。妈妈,这样我会生病的!我每天都写那么多作业,别人能玩,我却不能玩。有一次我看到人家玩得满 Looking at the children playing on the road, my heart is like knocked over the bottle of flavors, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, astringent what flavor have. My mother, others childhood is good, and me? My childhood is where? I every day according to your meaning, writing, writing homework! Is this my childhood? If so, I would rather not want this childhood . Mom, you are a bit too strict with my request! Mum, did you know that you are like a heartless big lock that locked me and let me out of breath? Mom, so I will be sick! I write so much homework every day, others can play, but I can not play. Once I saw people playing well