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想你,妈妈山发的第三天接到了儿子的电话。“妈妈你什么时候回来呀?”儿子的声音带着哭腔。“我的作业写完了。”他说。“写完作业,就写篇日记吧,让我看看你想对妈妈说什么。妈妈也很忙呢,只有早写完‘作业’才能早休息。”说完我匆匆挂断了电话,因为我怕拨动儿子内心思念妈妈的弦。检查结束后回到家里的那晚,儿子攥着我的手满足地进入了梦乡。我给儿子拽了拽枕头。忽然发现儿子的枕头下有一本我经常翻看的《信贷制度汇编》。
Miss you, mom mountain hair the third day received a son’s phone. “Mom when do you come back?” Son’s voice with a tearful. “My homework is over. ” He said. “Finish your homework, write a diary, let me see what you want to say to mommy.Mom is busy too.It can only take a rest as soon as I finish my homework.” , Because I’m afraid to dial my son’s inner thoughts of my mother’s strings. The night after returning to my home after the exam, my son clutched my hand and settled into sleep. I dragged my son to pull the pillow. Suddenly I found under my son’s pillow a compilation of the credit system that I often read.