我很少哭,可在那一刻时,我心里很难受,泪流满面。记得我在幼儿园大班时,妈妈因为工作的原因要去美国,一年后才能回来,爸爸工作太忙,不能照顾我,只好将我送回老家——内蒙古,和姥爷姥姥及舅舅舅妈还有姐姐一起生活。在那里,大家都呵护着我。我生气了,有姐姐安慰我;我被人欺负了,有舅妈为我说理;而姥姥和姥爷每天为我变着花样做可口的饭菜。总之,在那 I rarely cry, but at that moment, my heart was very sad, burst into tears. I remember when I was in kindergarten, my mother was going to the United States for work. I could come back after one year. Dad was too busy to take care of me and had to return to my hometown - Inner Mongolia. My grandmother, my grandmother, my uncle and my sister life. There, everyone cares for me. I am angry, my sister comforted me; I was bullied, aunt for my reasoning; and my grandmother and grandpa every day for my change to make delicious meals. In short, there