妈妈:我好想您。昨天终于见到了您,看见您那张写满欣慰又略带疲惫的脸,我非常心疼并由衷地感激您。我知道,只因您想亲自为我送考、加油而急匆匆地从西藏赶回湖南。可以想见您在千里迢迢的青藏铁路上彻夜颠簸的情景,您在列车上与他人格格不入的服饰和您那双对我殷切期盼的眼睛。我知道,您的心在谁的身上,谁就能成为您的风景!妈妈,您知道吗?我见到您的那一刻,此前对您的所有埋怨,都烟消云散了。妈妈,说实话。我怨恨过您。您是一名光荣的人民教师,却让我错过了三年的母爱。三年前,我顺利进入高中,您却在这样重要的时刻,选择进藏支教。那样的环境,您一呆竟是三年。 Mom: I miss you so much. Yesterday I finally saw you, I saw your happy and slightly tired face, I am very distressed and sincerely grateful to you. I know, just because you want to give me a test, cheer up and hurriedly back to Hunan from Tibet. I can see you all night on the treacherous Qinghai-Tibet Railway bumpy scene, you are on the train with other people’s clothing and your pair of my earnest look forward to the eyes. I know, who is your heart, who can be your landscape! Mom, did you know that all the blame I’ve seen on you that I’ve seen is gone. Mom, tell the truth. I hate you. You are a glorious people teacher, let me miss three years of maternal love. Three years ago, I successfully entered high school, but at such an important moment, you chose to teach in Tibet. That kind of environment, you actually stay for three years.