雪,终于落了下来。白色的卷子上印着黑色的小字,黑色的小字上又压着红色的大圈,异常刺眼。她背着书包,走在回家的路上,步伐却愈来愈沉。路,是熟悉的路,只因载着悲伤,便越来越长。一路上都是沉默。激烈的思想感情的潮水冲击着她:有愧疚——愧对父母在外的劳苦奔波;有后悔——后悔自己没有努力,让父母再一次失望。一进家门,她放下书包,还未坐下,母亲便问 Snow finally fell down. White printed on a small black print on the small print, black small red words on the red circle, unusually dazzling. Her backpack, walking on the way home, the pace is getting heavier and heavier. Road, is a familiar road, just carrying grief, it will be longer and longer. Along the way are silent. The intense thoughts and feelings of the tide impact on her: guilty - ashamed to work hard outside their parents; have regret - regret they did not work hard to let their parents once again disappointed. As soon as she entered the house, she dropped her bag and sat down, her mother asked