Give me a promise that I will not go anywhere, just standing here waiting for you.

By the time we got this out of the way, I found out that my dad had already arrived at school. The weather was cold and cold, with a hint of raindrops in the cold wind, and the thick air made it impossible to see how much rain had dropped on my father's face, and a vague and clear shadow wandered by the flower bed inside the school gate, looking around for the figure of the proud son. I watched this scene and realized how unfilial I was, and the sour taste in my heart rushed to my throat, but I still swallowed it forcibly. I immediately ran downstairs and rushed in my dad's direction, and fell a, but fortunately, I didn't fall in the rain, or I would have lost my hair. I hurriedly ran to my dad, pretended to be very calm, and took him to the playground, and then some of the so-called leaders began to speak for two or three hours in turns, tmd, I really don't know where these people come from so much nonsense, I just don't know that the people standing below are the most distressed fathers or mothers of our children. After the convention, I took my dad to my classroom, showed him where I was sitting, and left. It's not that I'm willing to leave, it's that the stipulation that students can't be present, I don't know where this unfamous rule came from, okay, can't Lao Tzu go? I'll your uncle.

The meeting time in the classroom is not very long, and it is almost like some parents asking the class teacher about the child's paper. How's it going? Did you fool around? Is there a sister? Did you cause trouble for the teacher? That's the kind of problem. But what shocked me was that the head teacher actually informed the parents of the results of the previous month's monthly exam, which I only found out later, and now some people are estimated to be hit, haha. But I wasn't very worried, I was still doing well at the time, and I think my dad must have been happy when he heard my scores, hehe, proud. Later, when my dad came out from the meeting, what he said killed me. My dad said something like this: "Baby X, your teacher said that you took the test for more than 100 people in the whole grade, and said that this score is okay." I immediately answered him and said, "Yes, this result is still good." But my dad immediately asked me a very serious question, and you can't guess it, he said: "There are about 50 people in one class, according to your grades, that is to say, there are three classes of people in front of you, why can't you even win two or three classes?" "My God, what kind of theory is this, do you want me to live, it's good to be able to get this score according to my usual level, but I didn't expect my dad to praise me without a word, alas! But think about it, why can I only get more than 100 exams, why not the first place, it seems that I am still too relaxed with myself, too satisfied with the status quo, I need to think about such a question. After chatting with my dad for a while, I said, "Dad, let's go to the cafeteria to eat first, and after dinner, you can go back in the afternoon, it's not too early at this time." But my dad said, "No, it's too expensive to eat here, so you should keep the money for living expenses, and I'll go back and eat." "It's almost two o'clock in the afternoon now, and my dad still wants to go back to dinner, I really can't accept it, it's five or six o'clock in the afternoon, and I'm still having lunch and dinner. I repeatedly told my dad to eat at school, but I didn't beat him in the end, alas. I dropped my dad off at the school gate, and then my dad said, "Okay, that's it, I'll take the bus later, and I've brought you some money, you can use it yourself, and live a better life, you know?" I looked at the crumpled lump of money that my father took out of his clothes, which was full of five and ten yuan, and I really didn't know how to face this living expenses that my parents had conscientiously saved from their usual life, and in these money, I seemed to see their embarrassing living conditions. My eyes were wet, but I didn't let the tears fall, and I held on strongly. At this time, the car came, my dad got into the car, I looked at the car and waved vigorously, Dad, goodbye, I must study hard. As the car drove away, I looked around and saw a lot of parents driving their cars to pick up their children to eat in the city center, and some of them were arguing about where to eat and what to buy. When I heard these words, I immediately became angry and scolded the crowd: "Caonimadedan, chijibachi." "I'm not hating the rich, I think I have such a good bad environment, why should I pick and choose? Don't you know how to cherish it? But now that I think about the packs I smoked, alas, why not find myself? After having a good environment, he was like them and started some luxurious life. Maybe it's really nothing to look at a few packs of Tianzi now, but when I think back to the situation at that time, I had to go hungry and even faint from hunger because I didn't have so many dozen dollars, shouldn't I also reflect on it? I really don't know how to answer this question now, maybe I'm at this moment the opposite of myself a few years ago, maybe I'm still holding on to that part of my heart that belonged to a few years ago, it's really not clear.

When I got back to school, I started thinking about my next step. I don't want to live such an embarrassing life at all, I want to change, I want to get rich, I want my family to live a good life, I want everyone to stop giving me sympathetic eyes, my ,,,,,,,, thoughts are slowly disturbed by my eager unrealistic thoughts, at this moment I forget what I really want to do at the moment, and I can't treat the problems that should be solved correctly, and it is not possible to blindly want to improve myself without gradual efforts. I walked alone on the school boulevard, looking at the gray appearance outside the sky, the thin rain was still sliding down, and the breeze brought me not coolness, but a chill, a period of helplessness, and a period of confusion. What exactly should I do? I don't know how long I walked, but when I finally got tired, I sat on a stool by the side of the road, my head slowly drooped, and I began to think slowly and sort out my thoughts. I asked myself a few questions, should I continue studying? Should I continue at this school? If I didn't study, what would I be able to do if I was born in society now? What kind of job can I do? What kind of changes can I bring to my home? Now that I go out to work, can I really ease their burden? Several objective questions were in front of me, and now I had to make a choice. Time passed slowly, but my question was still not solved, whether I didn't have the courage to answer it myself or I was afraid of something. After thinking about it for a long time, I finally thought of someone, she, yes, it's her, I need to go back, there is at least one more person there that I should miss, this place does not belong to me at all, here I can hardly find a reason to stay, and I can't find someone who can stay. It's been a few months since I've been here, but I don't really feel anywhere I want to be nostalgic. Under the impact of those bustling scenes, under my blank thoughts, I finally made up my mind that I was going to leave this place that did not belong to me.