我加快了脚步,在走廊中走着,心中不知为何莫名有些恐惧,也不知为何眼前会浮现昨日早晨客厅的凌乱,爸爸怒红的双眼,妈妈委屈的泪水,心痛着,撕裂着……回到教室,发下了那昨天模拟考的试卷,一看,我呆愣着——89分,为什么?为什么?我没有像往常一样讨论错题,骄傲道出自己的分数;没有像往常一样想象妈妈满意的神情,我呆呆地望着同学们笑靥如花的脸庞……前天,爸妈吵架了,吵得特别凶,我偷偷地缩在房间的角落,静静听着茶几破碎的声音,妈妈绝望无助的哭声,爸爸 I accelerated my pace and walked in the corridor. I do not know why my heart felt a little scared. I do not know why there was a mess in the living room yesterday morning, my father’s angry eyes, my mother’s tears of grievances, heartache and tears. To the classroom, issued a test that day simulation test papers, a look, I am stunned - 89 points, why? Why? I did not discuss the wrong questions as usual, proud of their own scores; not as usual imagination Mom was satisfied with the look, I stared at the students smile face ... ... the day before yesterday, parents quarrel, noisy especially fierce, I secretly shrink in the corner of the room, quietly listening to the broken coffee table, mother Desperate helpless cry, daddy