那年,我高考落榜,心灰意冷地回到家中。家里人都劝我再复读一年,可一想到复读的巨大压力,我再也燃不起斗志。母亲看到我失落的样子,不敢多说话,只是在背后默默地流泪。父亲也是整天唉声叹气。家里笼罩着一层压抑的气氛。一天,我坐在房间里发呆,父亲推门进来。父亲是一名货车司机。他告诉我,明天 That year, I take the entrance examination, desperation to return home. Everyone in the family persuaded me to repeat another year, but at a time when I think of the tremendous pressure of repetition, I could not afford to fight again. My mother saw the way I lost, afraid to talk much, just silently shed tears in the back. My father sighed all day long. The home is covered in a layer of depression. One day, I sat in the room in a daze, my father pushing the door came. My father is a truck driver. He told me tomorrow