Touch like a bright lamp in the night, the all the time does not enlighten oneself; Touch a cup of Qing Quan when resembling thirst, moist my heart; Touch like a candle, sacrifice oneself life, enlighten the happiness of other.
感动像黑夜里的一盏明灯，无时无刻不照亮自己；感动像干渴时的一杯清泉，滋润着我的心灵；感动像一支蜡烛，牺牲自己的生命，照亮他人的幸福。
Love is in the umbrella
爱在伞里
One day in the morning, I sleep because of having an insatiable desire for and have evening, I eat a meal in a hurry, be about to go to school. When be being faced, mom says to me: “ goes out carrying an umbrella, weather forecast says to heavy rain arrives in having today! I open ” the window looks, outside clear sky 10 thousand lis, cloudless, thinking in my heart: What defeats “ weather forecast, its accuracy rate estimation is 0% ! I drive ” toward the school hurriedly, did not carry an umbrella.
有一天早上，我因贪睡而起晚了，我匆匆忙忙地吃完饭，就要去上学。临走时，妈妈对我说：“出门带着伞啊，今天天气预报说有中到大雨！”我开窗一看，外面晴空万里，万里无云的，我心里想着：“什么破天气预报，它的准确率估计是百分之零！”我匆匆赶往学校，没有带伞。
Arrived midday, thunder blows hard outside, rain cats and dogs and fall, I regret the ground thinks, early know to carry an umbrella! Arrived to classes are over midday when, rain still washs rice wash rice underground of composition drop drop, did not want the meaning that stop. Suddenly, I am in the figure that saw mom nearby, she carried an umbrella only, but, I can be mixed only mom is operable. Mom goes to the umbrella all the time I here move, for fear that I drench. Reached the home, a side of mom dress is already drenched, my eye can'ts help wet.
到了中午，外面雷声大作，大雨倾盆而下，我后悔地想，早知道带伞了！到了中午放学的时候，雨还是淅淅作文沥沥地下，没有一点要停的意思。忽然，我在不远处看到了妈妈的身影，她只带了一把伞，无奈，我只能和妈妈合用。妈妈一直把伞往我这边挪，生怕我淋到。到了家，妈妈衣服的一侧已经湿透了，我的眼睛不禁湿润了。
Love is in the meal
爱在饭里
Mom does nutrition to me all the day enough goluptious meal, and do not repeat every day. When eating this goluptious meal I discover a problem, the meal that mom does every time as it happens, not much not little also. But spent period of time, I just understand, a long time that I take, mother takes a place less, when what I eat is little, mother takes a place more. The love that mom is in these meal!
妈妈整天给我做营养充足又可口的饭菜，并且天天都不重复。在吃着这可口的饭菜时我发现一个问题，妈妈每次做的饭都正好，不多也不少。但是过了一段时间，我才明白，我吃的多时，妈妈就少吃点，我吃的少时，妈妈就多吃点。这些饭菜里都是妈妈的爱呀！
Mom did a lot of things that allow me to touch for me, this is the mom love to me!
妈妈为我做了很多让我感动的事，这都是妈妈对我的爱！(文/谷瀚东)