早上7点在校门口遇到一位母亲,她刚开车把儿子送来学校。她盯着儿子背影的眼睛快要冒出火来了。我关切地问了声:“怎么啦?”她的火就被引燃了。7点钟必须要进教室参加晨读,为了送儿子,母亲也是牺牲睡眠时间,再加在高架上堵车,自己冒着生命危险变道抢道,这才准时到了校门。但让她胸闷的事情就发生在儿子将要进校门的那瞬间。母亲坐在车上,盯着儿子一米八五的背影,照理,他应该急冲冲、跌跌撞撞地往里跑,但他,停在校门口,扣 I met a mother at the school gate at 7 am, and she just drove her son to school. Her eyes on her son’s back were about to emerge. I asked with concern: “What’s the matter?” Her fire was ignited. 7 o’clock into the classroom must attend morning reading, in order to send his son, the mother is also sacrificed sleep time, plus traffic jams in the elevated, risking their own lives risking Road, this punctuality to the gate. But what made her chest tight happened at the moment when his son was about to go to school. Mother sitting in the car, staring at the son of one meter eighty-five back, reasonable, he should be impulsive, stumble to run inside, but he stopped at the school gate, the deduction