It has been nearly a month since this incident. But it gives me too much time to think. ...

On Sunday, my father and I went to the bookstore to buy books. I took a look and chose a book, Science World. At the same time, my father came out of another room with some thick reference books and materials. But when I saw the book in my hand, my expression immediately turned from sunny to cloudy. I grabbed the book in my hand and shouted at me, "Aren't you graduating soon? You are still reading these useless books. Besides, your math scores are so poor, this "Olympic Mathematics Guide" is just right for you. " He took out a book from the shelf and put it in my hand. Suddenly, people in the bookstore turned their eyes to the two of us. What kind of eyes are those? There is anger in doubt. I didn't speak, took the book and walked out of the bookstore door.

When I got home, I threw the book on the bed angrily-I don't know why I did that. Because I always cherish books. I fell heavily on the bed, and my father's voice sounded in my ear: "Finish the first page of the quiz review tonight, and don't want to eat until you finish it!" Reluctantly, I pulled out a book from the pile of books and picked up a pen to prepare. I think a thin book looks so heavy in my hands.

I sighed lightly: Who let me be a graduate student? I wrote my homework blindly, and I had already finished two or three sheets before I knew it, and the cover was wet with tears.

When I walked out of the house, I found that my mother had cooked the meal. When I saw her, I said, "Come and have dinner." I replied faintly, "I'm not hungry" and went straight into the bedroom.

All day, I ... I long for my parents' understanding.

It has been nearly a month since this incident. But it gives me too much time to think. ...

On Sunday, my father and I went to the bookstore to buy books. I took a look and chose a book, Science World. At the same time, my father came out of another room with some thick reference books and materials. But when I saw the book in my hand, my expression immediately turned from sunny to cloudy. I grabbed the book in my hand and shouted at me, "Aren't you graduating soon? You are still reading these useless books. Besides, your math scores are so poor, this "Olympic Mathematics Guide" is just right for you. " He took out a book from the shelf and put it in my hand. Suddenly, people in the bookstore turned their eyes to the two of us. What kind of eyes are those? There is anger in doubt. I didn't speak, took the book and walked out of the bookstore door.

When I got home, I threw the book on the bed angrily-I don't know why I did that. Because I always cherish books. I fell heavily on the bed, and my father's voice sounded in my ear: "Finish the first page of the quiz review tonight, and don't want to eat until you finish it!" Reluctantly, I pulled out a book from the pile of books and picked up a pen to prepare. I think a thin book looks so heavy in my hands.

I sighed lightly: Who let me be a graduate student? I wrote my homework blindly, and I had already finished two or three sheets before I knew it, and the cover was wet with tears.

When I walked out of the house, I found that my mother had cooked the meal. When I saw her, I said, "Come and have dinner." I replied faintly, "I'm not hungry" and went straight into the bedroom.

All day, I stayed in the bedroom watching TV without saying a word to my parents. But my heart is full of ups and downs: Dad, I know your hope for Jackie Chan is urgent, but I am not a robot after all, and I need a rest. When will you understand me and give me a free and happy world?