Of time elapse, the appearance that makes blueness of person come out acerbity, much a maturity. Of years far go, make a person little the muddled when, much an experience. We are grown perhaps between one night.
时间的流逝，使人褪去青涩的外衣，多了一份成熟。岁月的远去，使人少了儿时的懵懂，多了一份阅历。也许我们长大在一夜之间。
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――题记
Firm sensible when, I feel I am inferior to others. She -- my mom, the figure is puny, shockheaded, seem to had never been combed, look is dark, a bit unlike person of three years old, beautiful more do not have a predestined relationship with her. When falling ill, won't follow tell " Bai Xue's princess and 7 small atomy " story, will fool you happy, looking at you logy, can abstractedly only. The most important is, the be gorgeously dressed that she does not dress up me, let me be before other child look good as result of recieving praise. When leisure, she when the face that touchs me with coarse hand, do me those who get a grimace in pain, at this moment, I always am ground of leave no stone unturned sheer, the appearance that she appears very contented however. Such mother lets me feel low-down, I always feel to carry before others do not come at first.
刚懂事时，我就觉得自己不如别人。她――我的妈妈，身材弱小，头发乱蓬蓬的，好像从来没梳理过，脸色黝黑，一点都不像三十几岁的人，漂亮更与她无缘。生病时，不会跟讲《白雪公主和七个小矮人》的故事，来哄你开心，只会呆呆的、出神地瞅着你。最重要的是，她从来不把我打扮的花枝招展，让我在其他小孩面前露脸。闲暇时，她只时用粗糙的手抚摸我的脸，把我弄得龇牙咧嘴的，这时，我总是千方百计地躲开，她却显得很满足的样子。这样的母亲让我感到卑微，我总觉得在别人面前抬不起头来。
Because be in adolescence! I when junior high school am traitorous arrived acme. The speech that the mother cares, the nag was become in my side side, maternal every act, became affectation in my eye. A few idea of the mother, look in me appear vulgar. I aux would rather in the driveway the edge kicks gravel slowly, also do not wish as soon as possible comes home. I aux would rather to electrical wiring in driveway edge pole recounts words from one's heart, also not be willing to communicate with her.
由于处于青春期吧！初中时的我叛逆到了极致。母亲关心的话语，在我的耳边成了唠叨，母亲的一举一动，在我的眼里都成了做作。母亲的一些想法，在我看来都显得老土。我宁愿在马路边慢慢地踢石子，也不愿及早回家。我宁愿在马路边对电线杆子诉说衷肠，也不愿意和她交流。
This kind of situation continues to the wintry gift last year to end all the time.
这种情况一直延续到去年的冬天才结束。
Issueing heavy snow that day, the full marks of drops broken bits old yellow cotton of the territory that I do not think to wear that others to send / the garment, casual move is afraid of be late swiftly ran.
那天下着大雪，我不想穿那件别人送的土的掉渣的旧黄棉满分/衣，便装着怕迟到一溜烟跑了。
After as a result I run to the school, freeze all over straight shiver. The first class just fell, the student of the class outside having calls me, say somebody looks for me.
结果我跑到学校后，冻得浑身直哆嗦。第一节课刚下，就有外班的学生喊我，说有人找我。
On the playground of hollowness, snow is very deep, there is a mother only on snow ground that one deep one shallow footmark, that not fit cotton-padded clothes that she wears masked his thin and small, white spot of the spot on the head is nodded, knowing is snowflake or white hair, it is on the foot a pair by worn-out the cotton-padded shoes of the bottom. I lower my head to be greeted, the mother uses the opens a coat button with many a left hand, just loosen she tightens placing sword arm all the time, from alar take out a new cotton-padded clothes, hasten a place of strategic importance gives me: A moment ago I see “ weather is very cold, you also did not wear cotton-padded clothes, bought to you, study is tired, do not freeze bad. ”
空旷的操场上，雪很厚，雪地上只有母亲那一深一浅的脚印，她穿的那件不合体的棉衣掩盖了他的瘦小，头上斑白点点，不知是雪花还是白发，脚上是一双被磨破了底的棉鞋。我低头迎去，母亲用左手一个一个的揭开大衣的扣子，才松开她一直紧夹着的右臂，从腋下取出一件新的棉衣，赶忙塞给我：“刚才我看天气很冷，你也没穿棉衣，就给你买了一件，学习累，别冻坏了。”
After the mother looks at me to had been worn all the time, just go tying her coat knot, leave gradually in wind snow. Her cotton coat, already wore a broken unlined garment simply piece, wave to wave in wind snow, very humourous appearance.
母亲一直看着我穿好后，才去系好她的大衣扣子，在风雪中渐渐离去。她的棉大衣，简直已穿成个破单衣片儿，在风雪中飘来飘去，很滑稽的样子。
I am wearing the new dress that still taking maternal temperature, wind snow blurred my double eye. I always fear the mother appears before the classmate previously, I am afraid that classmate jest mother is a short, humble, old farmer. The back that but I looked at a mother that day,with a rustle quivers in wind snow, think of her to-and-fro in a world of ice and snow hardships, my heart is wrung like the knife.
我穿着还带着母亲体温的新衣服，风雪模糊了我的双眼。以前我总是担心母亲在同学面前出现，我怕同学笑话母亲是个矮小、粗鄙、苍老的农民。可是那天我看着母亲在风雪中瑟瑟发抖的背影，想到她在冰天雪地里走来走去的艰辛，我心如刀绞。
Live even if such, because experience ability to be able to be known, because know,ability can be cherished. This thing makes me deep understand: 1000 mothers have 1000 kinds of love, 1000 kinds of love are a kind of feelings however.
生活就是这样，因为经历才会懂得，因为懂得才会珍惜。这件事情让我深深明白：一千位母亲便有一千种爱，一千种爱却都是一种情怀。(文/佚名)