爸爸在外地工作,我和妈妈住在一套低矮的旧平房里。说是一套,其实是一间16平方米的客厅兼卧室。爸爸工作的地方并不太远,但我们总是很少去看他。最初,妈妈说我太小,不安全;后来,妈妈说工作忙耽误不得;再后来,我终于明白是工薪阶层的微薄收入负担不起昂贵的车费,弄懂了每个假期我仰起充满希望的小脸看到的妈妈脸上写满的无奈。 Dad works in the field. My mother and I live in a low, old bungalow. It is a set, in fact, a 16 square meter living room and bedroom. The place where my father works is not too far away, but we rarely see him. At first, my mother said that I was too young to be safe. Later, my mother said that she was busy with work. Later, I finally realized that the meager income of the working class could not afford the expensive fare. I understood that every holiday I raised was full. The hopeless face is full of helplessness seen on the face of the mother.