岁月流逝,光阴似水。今天又是星期五了,外面下着绵绵细雨,我撑着伞走出了教室,直向电话亭奔去。习惯地拨了那几个熟悉的数字,耳边又有了一种熟悉而亲切的感觉,接着就是:“喂!”“喂,妈妈,是我啊!”“哦,你们放学啦。”妈妈的嗓子有点沙哑。“妈,你在干吗?是不是还在穿珠子。”“嗯。”妈妈轻声应道,“随便玩玩的,反正在家里闲着也是闲着。”“随便玩玩,这也算是随便玩玩的吗?”我在心里默默地念叨着,泪花在眼眶里直打转。上星期六回到家时,妈妈正在穿珠子,我悄 The passage of time, time flies. Today is Friday again, under the drizzle, I walked out of the classroom with umbrellas, ran straight to the phone booth. Used to dial that a few familiar figures, the ear has a familiar and cordial feeling, then is: “Hey! ” “Hey, my mother, is me! ” “Oh, you guys Going to school. ”Mom’s throat a little hoarse. “Mom, what are you doing? Are you still wearing beads? ” “Um.” “Mom whispered,” casually play, anyway, at home idle is idle. “” Casually playing Play, this is also casually play it? "I was silent in my heart talking, tears in the eyes straight. When I got home on Saturday, my mother was wearing a bead and I was quiet