When the first in relief illumination of early morning enters a room, I in the dream awake gradually. Next picture, like be being put slow like movie scene, it is reduplicative everyday, of mom like saying demit resembles securing actor's lines: "Get up quickly, have a meal, you this big lazy bug should be late. You this big lazy bug should be late..
当清晨的第一缕阳光照进房间时，梦中的我渐渐地醒来。接下来的画面，就像电影镜头慢放一样，每天都是重复的，妈妈的说辞就像固定台词一样：“快点起床、吃饭，你这个大懒虫要迟到了。”
Was forced to get up below the circumstance of my loathing, it is mom is unending then all sorts of urging. The daystart that with respect to such chicken flying dog jumps.
在我极不情愿的情况下被迫起床了，接着就是妈妈无休止的各种催促。就这样鸡飞狗跳的一天开始了。
Of course the mom that the leading role of the story is me certainly. My on the sly had a nickname to her " the Tang Dynasty monk mom " , do not like her Suo really. A day of my 3 eat, my study life has her figure everywhere. Occasionally I am thinking, if one day I am mixed mom exchange capacity this are much better, can be the thing that produced that day, I feel how I am funny however.
当然故事的主角一定是我的妈妈。我偷偷地给她起了个外号“唐僧妈妈”，真是不喜欢她的啰嗦。我的一日三餐，我的学习生活处处都有她的身影。有时候我在想，假如有一天我和妈妈互换身份该多好啊，可是那天发生的事情，我却感到自己多么可笑。
Because of oneself piquant, I again by calligraphy teacher " go out please " classroom. Alas! Estimate those who clear away me to this mom can get angry certainly. As expected, mom was talked about about by the teacher. I heard their conversation secretly in classroom doorway. This one act, I won't forget all one's life. If the calligraphy teacher performance me told mother on the spot, mom's complexion a little while white, a little while red, those who seem to err is herself, continuously the earth's surface is amounting to apology. In my memory, mom is the sort of Gaoleng model absolutely, see her rarely in that way lower his head to acknowledge a mistake, besides or because of me.
因为自己的调皮，我又一次被书法老师“请出”了教室。唉！估计这次妈妈一定会发火收拾我的。果然，妈妈被老师约谈了。我在教室门口偷听到了她们的对话。这一幕，我一辈子都不会忘记的。书法老师把我的表现如实地告诉了妈妈，妈妈的脸色一会儿白、一会儿红，好像犯错的是她自己，一个劲儿地表达着歉意。在我的心目中，妈妈绝对是那种高冷范儿，很少见到她那样的低头认错，况且还是因为我。
Mom goes from the classroom, of eye Gong Gong, low head, I feel distressed self-condemned, half step pace goes, buy the garment part that buys her gently. Mom crouchs gently, the first word that says to me is: "I am sorry baby, it is mom did not teach you good, you are wrong, mom is wronger, since tomorrow, we are corrected together, had progressed together? " I am a bit muddled, why does all along strong mom transform so big? I nod quickly, the hand that pulling mom left calligraphy class. On the road, the setting sun pulls our reflection longer more, I and mom did not talk, the hand that is each other only holds the ground closer, I am casual a shoot a glance at to mom, the sunshine shine upon of orange yellow is on mom's face, the furrow on the face that I discover mom is more...
妈妈从教室里走出来，眼睛红红的，低着头，我心疼又自责，小步踱过去，轻轻扯扯她的衣角。妈妈轻轻地蹲下来，对我说的第一句话是：“对不起宝贝，是妈妈没有教育好你，你有错，妈妈更有错，从明天起，咱们一起改正，一起进步好不好？”我有点懵，一向强势的妈妈为何转变这么大？我迅速地点点头，牵着妈妈的手离开了书法班。在路上，夕阳把我们的影子越拉越长，我和妈妈都没有说话，只是彼此的手握地更紧了，我不经意间瞥向妈妈，橙黄色的阳光映照在妈妈的脸上，我发现妈妈的脸上的皱纹更多了……
Since then, I also did not make mistake on calligraphy class again. Because every time when I had visited that classroom, I can remember that day towards evening, on mom face tired, and as if how the furrow of feel embarrassed, and my acceptance to mom...
从那以后，我再也没有在书法课上犯过错。因为每当我走过那间教室时，我都会想起那天傍晚，妈妈脸上的疲倦，和仿佛怎么样都抹不开的皱纹，以及我对妈妈的承诺……
Mom's love, benefit other people is silent, the all the time is not warm I, wrap up is worn I. Mom's love, more the warm this world in day resembling a winter, slowly inpour my heart!
妈妈的爱，润物无声，无时无刻不温暖着我、包裹着我。妈妈的爱，更像冬日里的暖阳，缓缓地流进我的心田！