在我一岁时,爸爸妈妈便出门打工了。他们总是在每年过春节时才回来,仅仅待十多天就走了。小时候的我,总是看着爸妈,不让他们走。他们走到哪里,我就跟到哪里。爸妈也总会找机会躲开我,一声不吭地离开。懂事了,我便选择和爷爷奶奶一起去车站送别爸妈。今年过完年,我去车站送爸妈,望着他们远去的背影,泪水不由自主地在眼眶里打转,眼睛像火烧似的,真想畅畅 When I was one year old, Mom and Dad went out to work. They always come back each year during the Spring Festival, leaving only for more than ten days. I was a child, always looking at my parents, do not let them go. Wherever they go, wherever I go. Parents will always find a chance to escape me, silent left. Sensible, and I chose to go to the station with my grandparents bid farewell to my parents. After the end of this year, I went to the station to send parents, looking at the back of them away, tears involuntarily spinning in the eyes, eyes like a fire like, really want to Chang Chang