In my heart, the mother is great, it is amiable, also be busy.
在我心中，母亲是伟大的，是慈祥的，也是忙碌的。
In my impression, she always is very busy, classes are over everyday come home, see she is preparing lessons, do not have time to accompany me to play, see other child and mother play so happily, I always am very envy.
在我的印象中，她总是很忙碌，每天放学回家，都看到她在备课，没时间陪我玩，看到别的孩子和母亲玩得那么开心，我总是很羡慕。
But, mother love does not have because of business desalt, mother love is sending out powerful ray!
但是，母爱并没有因为忙碌而淡化，母爱散发着强大的光芒！
, I was sent burn. At the moment, already was midnight, I all over uncomfortable, worried mother is to-and-fro in the bedroom, recalled a way eventually. Mom carries a hot water from toilet, take towel to get on next brushing to obliterate all over in me. In the middle of the night a bit, at 2 o'clock, at 3 o'clock …… I am already good a lot of, breathe out breathe out the ground was asleep. But mom still dare not sleep, defend a composition to wear over all the time, defending. I meet for fear that have a fever again. The following day, I am opened open one's eyes, see black rim of the eye of mom, see her tired out look, I very feel sad.
一次，我发了烧。此刻，已是半夜，我浑身不舒服，焦急的妈妈在卧室里走来走去，终于想出了一个办法。妈妈从卫生间端来一盆热水，拿毛巾在我全身上下擦来擦去。半夜一点、二点、三点……我已经好了许多，呼呼地睡着了。可妈妈仍不敢睡，一直在那儿守作文着，守着。生怕我会再发烧。第二天，我一睁开眼，就看到妈妈的黑眼圈，看到她疲惫的样子，我很心酸。
Mom also is severe.
妈妈也是严厉的。
, my mathematical achievement is not ideal, mom is enraged all over the face aglow, want to say I say not to come out however. Passed for ages. Mom started to talk, “ becomes a problem not careful, know to have such consequence. After, must not recommit such mistake! ” I exert all my strength nod, run in the bedroom, thought over very long ……
一次，我的数学成绩不理想，妈妈气得满脸通红，想说我却说不出来。过了好久。妈妈开口了，“做题不仔细，就知道有这样的后果。以后，不许再犯这样的错误！”我使劲点了点头，跑到卧室里，反思了很久……
This is the mother in my heart, the mother that also is all children this some appearance. Some mothers are busy, some mothers are relaxed, some mothers are tender, some mothers are severe. But, they have a heart that loves us.
这是我心中的母亲，也是所有孩子们的母亲该有的样子。有的母亲是忙碌的，有的母亲是轻松的，有的母亲是温柔的，有的母亲是严厉的。但是，她们都有一颗爱我们的心。(文/张心如)