Walking encounter

After dinner, go for a walk with my mother. All the way to silence, passers-by came and walked by me, no one looked at me. Suddenly, I had a strange thought in my heart: One day, I will walk on this road, and passers-by will send me a respectful look. Thinking about it, I couldn’t help but smile at the sky. Unexpectedly discovered by my mother, she reprimanded me a few words, "Walk to walk, how do you laugh inexplicably?" Well, but I don't like this, simply walking and running for exercise. I like to travel while I am moving in the imagination of the sky. Walking all the way slowly, there will always be mother acquaintances in the crowds coming and going, and I will always attract their attention. At this time, my only role is to follow the mother said, ask: XX is good. Then there are the praises that I am tired of listening to. They are nothing more than boasting that I am tall and long. I always feel that this compliment is ridiculous: looks are given by parents, what is it to boast? Moreover, I have those people who boast so beautiful! All the way, looking at the incomparable campus on both sides, I had a conversation with my mother. But my heart is thinking: How long will it take me to return to the lovely campus? However, I just thought about it, silently passed, my kindergarten, the middle school, the small country. We passed by the Youth Palace, and a car was parked along the road in the night. It is so inconspicuous, the silver-gray shell blends into the night. Not the mother said, I almost didn't notice that there was a car parked here. Mom said, "Hey, isn't this your physical education teacher's car?" Under the dim light, I can't see the license plate number, just the body looks a lot like it. Whether it is or not, I am willing to believe that this is her car, she is near here. When we were preparing to go home, we saw our teachers coming out of the Youth Palace, just across the road. 'If I shout, she will hear. 'I think. But I still didn't do it in the end. That is not my usual style, and I have a mother around me. My mother has read my diary. She should know that I have written a lot of physical education in the diary. I also know that the physical education teacher is one of my favorite teachers. I am afraid of this shouting, my mother may come up with something yin and yang, such as "Who is born to you? What good can the teacher give you?" So, we quietly went far. She didn't know that there was a student in the dark who sent her away with a respectful look. Just like what I said at the beginning. Even so, seeing one of my acquaintances in the vast sea of ​​people will still make me happy. After all, my acquaintances are too few and too few. A chance encounter without meeting, happy and lonely. Oh, the happiness of ordinary people. It is enough.

The third day: invisible eye