端坐在教室里,看窗外落红遍地,柳絮不飞,青葱与翠绿涂抹着小镇的每一个角落,和煦的阳光照耀着每一寸土地。在这阳光明媚的四月天里,妈妈,我想你。汽笛一声声,开拔了漂泊者的脚步。嘈杂与拥挤填满了车站的每一个角落。在飞扬的尘土中,妈妈,我看到了您贴在车窗上的脸,看到了您轻轻挥动的 Sit in the classroom, look out the window everywhere, catkins do not fly, green and green smear every corner of the town, the warm sunshine shines every inch of land. In this sunny April day, Mom, I miss you. Whistle whistle, broadened the pace of the wanderer. Noisy and crowded filled every corner of the station. In the dusty dust, mom, I saw the face you stuck on the window and saw that you flicked