My mom has one the head is pitch-black bright beautiful long hair, the chute overhang that resembles a black at half sky. A pair of eyes of bright, resemble two glittering and translucent and bright water. She is wearing a skirt, there are two lovely small fish above, carrying the small tag of a yellow, appear extremely beautiful.
我妈妈有一头乌黑亮丽的长发，像一道黑色的瀑布悬垂于半空。一双水汪汪的眼睛，像两颗晶莹透亮的水滴。她穿着一件裙子，上面有两只可爱的小鱼，带着一顶黄色的小帽子，显得美丽极了。
Once, I am playing game, neglected writing job. At this moment, ground of mom get up on one's hind legs walked over, I say goggle at sharply: "Still playing game, go quickly writing line of business! " that sound listens in me coming is so resonant, so crude, resemble the drum that thunder farther-in-law of the sky plays, fall heavily like a piano was in on the ground, write a composition again pounding wooden floor board like hammer. That sound is passed in the garden, flower died of old age completely; Pass in cistern, small fish is frightened so that hide into his home; Pass in ammo storehouse, bomb exploded completely, became fly into rage of whole ammo storehouse cindery. I feel special fear, the heart thinks: Mom is too fierce, I also do not play game again after.
有一次，我在玩游戏，忘记了写作业。这时，妈妈气势汹汹地走了过来，瞪着我严厉地说：“还在玩游戏，快去写作业！”那声音在我听来是那么响亮，那么粗暴，像天上的雷公公打的鼓声，像一台钢琴重重地摔在了地上，又像锤子在砸木地板。那声音传到花园里，花儿全凋谢了；传到水池里，小鱼都吓得躲进了自己的家；传到弹药仓里，炸弹全爆了，把整个弹药仓炸成了一片灰烬。我感到非常害怕，心想：妈妈太凶了，以后我再也不玩游戏了。
Of course, when mom also has tenderness. When remembering 4 year, I take an exam once not ideal. Mom walks over, bending a waist, the ground of head light tone that touching me says: "Do not lose heart, can take an examination of weller certainly next time. " that sound listens in me coming is so euphonic, so gentle, resemble lark that ringing singing, bite like spring babble Dong ground flows to distance, what still blow like cowboy is rising and falling and fluted. That sound is passed in the brook, fish swam from the home; Pass in the forest, birdie was sung; Pass in the garden, floret blossommed bright smiling face. I feel very happy, the heart thinks: The hope of mom of my scarcely disappoint.
当然，妈妈也有温柔的时候。记得四年级时，我有一次考试不理想。妈妈就走过来，弯着腰，摸着我的头轻声地说：“别灰心，下次一定能考得更好。”那声音在我听来是那么悦耳，那么轻柔，像百灵鸟那清脆的歌声，像泉水叮叮咚咚地流向远方，还像牧童吹起的悠扬笛声。那声音传到小河里，鱼儿从家里游了出来；传到森林里，小鸟唱了起来；传到花园里，小花绽放了灿烂的笑脸。我感到很开心，心想：我一定不辜负妈妈的希望。
Mom's sound is severe, also be tender, I cannot forget this kind of sound forever.
妈妈的声音是严厉的，也是温柔的，我永远都忘不了这种声音。