As the sun sets, the sky begins to darken, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Chinese say that the day of the group members, Tranquility is still busy at work, because of the activities, everyone is on duty today.

At night, when there are more and more pedestrians on the street, Tranquility wants to sneak out and call home!

She walked on the street at night, people were talking and laughing about the festival, and a little moonlight swayed with the wind, which aroused the endless emotion in her heart.

With a shallow and faint feeling of missing, she wants to convey her longing for home through this moonlight, and send this subtle feeling to the Milky Way, as the meteor falls beside her father and mother, tell them, I miss you from afar.

Thinking about it, she walked to the phone booth by herself, she took out the 201 phone card in her bag, and carefully dialed the number in the village.

No one answered for a long time, she was thinking, maybe it was a holiday, people were going out to play, just when he was about to hang up, the aunt's loud voice came from the phone, and she was excited to respond to the call.

When Dad got the call, she always said that she was doing well and that she didn't have to worry about her not having a good time.

As the old saying goes: "The mother of a child is worried" In a foreign land, your parents are always afraid that you will not eat well and dress warmly.

In order to let her father at home not worry, she pretended to be calm and talked to her father, but in fact, the surging in her heart was something only she could experience.

Her father told her that she asked Lin Jiajia to bring back the things and money, and they all received them, she suddenly looked ignorant, she didn't ask Lin Jiajia to bring things, and those things and money should have been made by Lin Jiajia behind her back.

After taking Chinese medicine, her mother's condition gradually improved, which was perhaps the best news she had heard in the year.

Hung up the phone, she stood in the sentry box, sighed for a long time, and at this time tears couldn't help but flow down, not because of grievances, but because she was moved, and thanked them for being around them.

After work, the leader organized everyone in the supermarket to go to dinner, but she was the only one who was unwilling to go and returned to the dormitory alone.

After standing for 12 hours, her feet were sore and sore, and she longed to lie motionless on the bed.

But she insisted on washing her clothes before she collapsed on the bed, picked up the book by the pillow again, and began to flip through it.

After reading for a long time, I still can't sleep, I can't read a book, I toss and turn, and I don't know what to do.

Life is always like this, and occasionally, restless factors will run wildly in the blood, shouting unbridledly, encroaching on all the seemingly solid intellect in the body.

Time flies, as if I was a child yesterday, and in the blink of an eye I have to bear those things I don't want to bear.

When she was a child, she seemed to be interested in everything, but later, she lost interest in some things, and some interests were taken away by reality, she kept thinking about how lively she used to be, and now she doesn't want to attend dinners.

Life is always like this, maybe you start to walk a lot of interests, and as time goes by, there are very few interests that can stick to it, and it is also difficult.

When life exchanges the most precious things for boredom, interest is the last vitality of life, and keeping this preciousness keeps an interesting life.

On the road of life, we are destined to experience a lot, and every experience is precious.

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