The mother was in a bad mood when the child went to school.

1, just reluctant, not used to life without children.

2. All mothers in the world are the same, and they are reluctant to be separated from their children. They can't wait to be with their children all the time, never letting go of any moment of his growth.

3, dry wind blowing feebly, like a pair of old hands pulling the past in a hurry, in the doomed parting helplessly burst into tears.

Seeing my daughter looking at school excitedly and talking to me happily, I feel that my daughter has really grown up and really wants to leave me.

In this way, there is one more circle in the annual ring, and we have gone through another spring, summer, autumn and winter, so it is natural to meet happily in September. But next July, I wrote in the Wheel of Life: Farewell.