Time and tide (wait for) no man.My mother is becoming a （middle-aged） woman
quietly.She had been （busying） running after us all the years.My father is very busy every
day outside.（So） the heavy burden falls on my mother’s shoulder.Because my school is
far from my home,I have to go to school (by train) and my mother sees me off at the
station every time.I often choose a seat (which) is close to the window,so I can see her.
However,I always can’t help (runing) tears from my eyes.All the buildings and people
outside the window disappear.I wave （gently） to my mother and I look at her till the
view of her back disappears .Up to now,even if （she) is busy,she still does it as usual.
The view of my mother’s back will never change in my heart.