高一住校那年,我迷上了看小说。周末回到家,为了早点知道小说结局,我对母亲的嘘寒问暖置若罔闻。周一上课的时候,我正躲在桌子下看小说。同桌碰了碰我,说:“那好像是你母亲吧?”我跟老师请好假,急忙走了出去。只见母亲满脸疲惫,用手轻轻地捶着小腿,“你把课本忘家里了,我怕耽误你上课就赶紧给你送来了。” High school year that year, I was fascinated by the novel. Weekend home, in order to know the fate of the novel earlier, I turned a deaf ear to my mother's greetings. When I was in class on Monday, I was hiding under the table reading novels. The same table touched me and said: “It seems like your mother, right?” I told the teacher please leave, hurriedly went out. I saw my mother tired face, gently beat his leg, “You forget the textbook home, I'm afraid to delay your class to quickly send it to you. ”