走出季阳的家时,我不小心在冰上摔了一跤。当脸紧贴着冰冷的地面并涌上一阵剧痛的时候,我咬着牙爬起来。北风如同无数把尖刀,在我的身上不停地割着,漆黑的路上只听得见自己坚定的脚步在前行。回想着刚才给季阳做家教时,她爸妈一会儿为她热牛奶,一会儿煮咖啡,真羡慕她的幸福。自己这么大的时候连馒头都吃不饱,而今,又要为学费奔波。不过想想也没什么好抱怨的,富家子弟的锦衣玉食与穷人孩子的粗茶淡饭是等价的,都是父母全部的爱。回到宿舍,舍友都睡了,我拖着疲惫 Out of season house, I accidentally fell on the ice. When my face clings to the icy ground with a sharp surge of pain, I get my teeth up. Like the numerous knives in the northerly wind, I keep cutting on my body, dark road only to hear their own firm pace in the forward. Recalling just to do seasonal tutor, her parents for a while for her hot milk, while making coffee, I really envy her happiness. Even when they are so hungry they can not even afford to eat bread, and now they have to rush for tuition. However, there is nothing to complain about, the wealthy children's jade clothing and children's poor food are equivalent, are all parents love. Back to the dorm, dorm friends are asleep, I dragged exhausted