想着许诺日记本上的简单密码,想着班主任平日对我的夸奖,想着许诺不经意的莞尔一笑,我终于明白了他们的用心良苦。我承认,我不是一个好孩子,至少在我16岁之前。那年,我被进城打工的父母带到了城里。我知道父母的意思——他们不想也不希望唯一的儿子就这么在乡下学校荒废了前途,因为他们相信城里的教学水平和师资,更 Think of promised diary on a simple password, think of the teacher on weekdays to my compliment, thinking promised casual smile, I finally understand their well-intentioned. I admit, I am not a good boy, at least until I was 16 years old. That year, I was brought to town by parents who worked in cities. I know the meaning of my parents - they do not want and do not want the only son to desert the country in this way because they believe in the teaching level and teachers in town