从学校回到家,我就一头钻进自己的小屋。上网,聊天,听歌,涂鸦,直到吃晚饭时才出来。母亲没吃几口,却不住地给我夹菜,“这一阵儿功课紧不紧张?”“别太在意考试结果,尽力就行。”“在学校吃饭不要凑合。”每次回家都是这几句。我两眼瞪着饭碗,头也不抬地敷衍着。上了初中,我便习惯了把所有的快乐与烦恼藏在心底,与母亲之间也就没什么可说的了。她看 When I got home from school, I got into my own hut. Go online, chat, listen to music, graffiti, and don’t come out until dinner. The mother didn’t eat a few mouthfuls, but she constantly gave me vegetables. “Don’t worry about the exams this time?” “Don’t worry too much about the exam results and try your best.” “You don’t have to eat at school.” A few words. I looked at my job with both eyes, and I didn’t lift my head. When I was in junior high school, I was used to hiding all my happiness and worries in my heart, and there was nothing to say with my mother. She looks