Draw near classes are over, unexpected fierce wind blows hard, cloudy, immediately outside inky, not a little while, the bead that pluvial resembling broke a string clang clang clang ground falls down.
临近放学，突然狂风大作，乌云密布，顿时外面一片漆黑，不一会儿，雨像断了线的珠子哗哗哗地落下来。
Classessed are over, in the classroom, everybody is received by the parent in succession. I know father is away on official business to not be in the home today, mom cold still lies on the bed, affirmative nobody will take me. Rain became little composition bit, I say to the teacher: "Pa Mom is occupied will not take me, does myself run to go? My home lives around the school. " the teacher agreed, exhort the attention on my road is safe.
放学了，教室里，大家都陆续被家长接走了。我知道今天爸爸出差不在家，妈妈感冒还躺在床上，肯定没人来带我。雨小了点儿，我对老师说：“爸妈有事不来带我，我自己跑回去行吗？我家就住在学校附近。”老师同意了，叮嘱我路上注意安全。
All the way, only secretly street lamp joins with me, I am terrifying the ground is going ahead. Abrupt, roadside transmitted activity, a stray dog runs, I am frightened so that cried to rise, suck a cool air, the fine hair on the human body that goes up personally stood to rise completely, the footstep was accelerated in spite of oneself, much hope at the moment mom can appear! Transmitting familiar sound at this moment: "A small room, a small room. " face about looks, it is mom as expected, I attacked gladly: " mom, how did you come, be to have a fever? " " the telephone call that I received a teacher, do not be at ease, down at ordinary times the way home will look for you. " look at mom's cadaverous complexion, faint eyes, dry lip, my nose one acid.
一路上，只有暗暗的路灯和我作伴，我胆战心惊地向前走着。突然，路边传来了一声动静，一只野狗跑出来，我吓得大叫了起来，倒吸一口凉气，身上的汗毛全竖了起来，脚步不由自主加快了，多希望此刻妈妈能出现啊！就在这时传来了熟悉的声音：“轩轩，轩轩。”转身一看，果然是妈妈，我高兴地扑了上去：”妈妈，你怎么来了，不是发烧了吗？”“我接到了老师的电话，不放心，就顺着平时回家的路来找你了。”看着妈妈苍白的脸色，无力的眼神，干燥的嘴唇，我鼻子一酸。
Mom drapes coat quickly to me, hit umbrella, care ground says: "Baby, do not have a thing. Do not have a thing..
妈妈迅速给我披上外套，打上雨伞，关切地说：“宝贝，没事吧。”
"Do not have a thing. "I pretend to be easy answer.
“没事。“我故作轻松回答。
"Mom, are you cold? Are you cold??
“妈妈，你冷吗？”
"Not cold, come home together. " mom is laughing slightly.
“不冷，一起回家吧。”妈妈微微地笑着。
Return the home, discovery still is midday on the desk that one bowl when I have a meal, mom's quilt was not folded rise, it is the telephone call that mom receives a teacher apparently, from by come out to send an umbrella to me in the nest. I am unable to bear or endure the eye became red.
回到家，发现桌上还是中午我吃饭时的那一只碗，妈妈的被子没有叠起来，显然是妈妈接到老师的电话，从被窝里出来就给我送伞了。我禁不住眼睛红了。
Mother love is a high hill, no matter you have how old and difficult, she always can keep out wind and rain for you, your your heart calms the nerves happy.
母爱是一座高高的山，无论你有多大困难，她总会为你遮风挡雨，令你心安神怡。(文/戴宇轩)