The moment at the station

Teacher Luo has not returned home in Shanghai for half a year. Today, his daughter is going to take a car to Shanghai alone. Teacher Luo came to the train station early and waited for her daughter's arrival.

The train was already an hour late. Teacher Luo waited anxiously at the platform. He walked back and forth for several laps. He looked down at the watch from time to time, like the ant on the hot pot. I kept whispering on my mouth: "Oh! Why don't you come, she is so small, she shouldn't have let her come here alone. What should I do if something goes wrong!" The lame, the brows are locked into one piece.

Suddenly, the voice of the moving train came in. "Hey--" Teacher Luo looked up at once, and the people on the train drowned and the black pressed. At this moment, there was a poem in the distance, and she was constantly jumping and waving to Teacher Luo. I saw her hand open the crowd, shouting "Daddy, Dad!" in her mouth. She opened her arms and rushed to Teacher Luo's arms. Teacher Luo smiled and looked up and down on her baby daughter. She said: "The poetry is growing taller and beautiful!" Teacher Luo held her daughter tightly, and her face overflowed with a happy smile.

Grade 5: Little Writer ybj