转学到梧桐附小后,我就承受着思念的痛苦。跨进学校的大门,望着新的校园,看着陌生的同学,我心里涌起一份生疏感。爸爸妈妈把我安排妥当后就急着回家了,望着他们的背影离我越来越远,最后从我的视线中消失,不争气的泪水哗啦啦地流了下来。离家的痛苦,像一根针,刺在我的心头隐隐作痛,我的眼睛一次次湿润了。好几个夜里,我都蒙着被子偷偷地哭;好几个清晨,我都是从哭泣中醒来的。后来的双休日,每次都有舍友的父母亲来看望她们。每当此时,我的心里就充满着期待。期盼落空后, Transfer to Indus small, I will bear the pain of miss. Into the school’s door, looking at the new campus, looking at strange students, my heart filled with a sense of strangeness. Dad and mom hurried home after arranging me, watching their backs farther and farther away from me, finally disappearing from my sight, and the tears of disappointment crashed down. The pain of leaving home, like a needle, thorn in my heart aching, my eyes wet again and again. For several nights I was secretly crying over the quilt; for a few early mornings, I woke up from my crying. Later weekends, every time there are homesmates parents to visit them. At this moment, my heart is filled with anticipation. After looking down,