今天是母亲节。昨天在报纸上看到一则消息说：母亲节期间天一庄园母亲免票，母亲带的家人半价，真是个好消息呀！今天，妈妈就带着我们全家五口去了天一庄园。到了天一庄园，我们看着景区游览地图，游览了许多景点，有可爱的小动物，迎宾亭，柞树林步道，珍奇园，瓜棚长廊，仙泉，春天花园，风车餐厅……
当走到仙泉的时候，我被那里的景色迷住了。一个水池里面到处是鲤鱼，而且鱼很大，颜色也很多，非常好看。但是这些鱼都是游客花钱给他们养大的。为什么这么说呢？这里卖鱼食，要买这里的鱼食才可以喂鱼，不过，鱼食五元两包，有点贵了。我还是喂了一次鱼，真好玩！我还想喂鱼，哎！不行呀，鱼食太贵！
我们在天一庄园游玩了两个多小时。我很高兴游玩了天一庄园，因为今天是母亲节，祝妈妈节日快乐！妈妈我爱你！
Today is mother's day. Yesterday in the newspaper read a piece of news to say: mother of mother of day of mother of mother of day of mother of the mother of the day is free, the family half price that mother takes, is really good news! Today, my mother took my family to the house of heaven. Manor, the days we looked at the scenic spot tour map, visited many places, there are cute little animals, yingbin pavilion, oak forest trails, exotic orchard, GuaPeng promenade, xian spring, spring garden, windmill restaurant...
When I got to xian spring, I was fascinated by the scenery there. A pool is full of carp, and the fish is large and the color is very good. But these are tourists who spend money on them. Why do you say that? Here's a fish feed, and you can feed the fish, but it's a little expensive. I still feed a fish, what fun! I want to feed the fish, alas! No, fish is too expensive!
We spent more than two hours on the manor. I am very happy to have a visit to the house of heaven, because today is mother's day, I wish mom a happy holiday! Mom, I love you!
Dear mother: I'm your child . Today is Mother's day.I have a lot of saying to you. Thank you your love!Let me know how to be a good student.Thank you your love!Let me know how to make friend. Thank you your love!Let me so happy! I want to say you I love you ! yours
亲爱的妈妈: 我是你的孩子，今天是母亲节，我有许多话要和你说 谢谢你的爱，让我知道怎样成为一个好学生。谢谢你的爱，让我知道怎样交朋友，谢谢你的爱，让我如此的幸福 我想对你说：“我爱你” 你的
My mother has no idea that her ninetieth birthday is coming up. She has no notion of the time of day, the day of the week. the season of the year, the year of the century. No notion of the approaching millennium. And no idea any longer, who I am. Her forgetting of me happened just a few months ago, after I had been traveling for more than a month and hadn't been to see her. When I came back, she asked me if I were her niece, l said no, I was her daughter. "Does that mean I had you?" she asked. 1 said yes. "Where was I when l had you?" she asked me. I told her she was in a hospital in Far Rockaway. New York. "So much has happened to me in my life." she said "You can't expect me to remember everything."
My mother was once a beautiful woman, but all her teeth are gone now. Toothless. No woman can be considered beautiful. Whenever I visit her in the nursing home, she is sitting at the table in the common dining room, her head in her hands, rocking. Medication has eased her anxiety, but nothing moves her from her stupor except occasional moments of fear, too deep for medication. This is a room that has no windows, that lets in no light, in which an overlarge TV is constantly blaring, sending images that no one looks at where the floors are beige tiles, the walls cream colored at the bottom, papered halfway up with a pattern of nearly invisible grayish leaves. Many of the residents sit staring, slack-jawed, open mouthed. I find it impossible to imagine what they might be looking at.
When I walk into the dining room on the day of my mother's birthday, I see that she has already been served lunch. The staff has forgotten to hold it back. Though I told them a week ago that I would be providing lunch. She hasn’t touched anything on her tray except a piece of carrot cake, which she holds in her hands. The icing is smeared on her hands and face. I don't want my friends to see her smeared with icing, so I wet a paper towel and wipe her. This fills me with a terrible tenderness, recalling, as it does. a gesture I have performed for my children. As I wipe my mother's face, I see that her skin is still beautiful I hold her chin in my hand and kiss her forehead. I tell her it's her birthday, that she's ninety years old. "How did that happen?" she asks. "I can't understand how that could happen."
l have brought her a bouquet of crimson, yellow, and salmon-pink snapdragons. She likes the flowers very much. She likes the name. "Snapdragons. It seems like an animal that's going to bite inc. But it's not an animal, it's a plant. That's a funny thing,"
I have bought food that I hope will please my mother, and that will be easy for her to eat: orzo salad with little pieces of crayfish cut into it, potato salad, small chunks of marinated tomatoes. I have bought paper plates with a rust-colored background, upon which are painted yellow and gold flowers and blue leaves.
My friends Nola and Gary come for my mother's birthday. When we are about to leave, I tell my mother that I'm going on vacation, mat I won't see her for three weeks, that 1 am going to the sea. "How will I stand that, how will I stand that's she says, but I know that a minute after I’m gone she'll forget I was there.
The earliest Mother's Day celebrations are traced back to the spring celebrations of ancient Greece(古希腊) in honor of Rhea,the Mother of the Gods.
During the 1600's,England celebrated a day called "Mothering Sunday"(拜望双亲日),celebrated on the 4th Sunday of Lent ."Mothering Sunday" honored the mothers of England.During this time many of the England's poor worked as servants for the wealthy.As most jobs were located far from their homes,the servants would live at the houses of their employers.
My mother is very good at raising plants and flowers.
We have plants and flowers indoors and outdoors all the year round. Some of our plants were very small in the beginning,
but now they are large and very beautiful.
On top of our roof there is a big glass-enclosed greenhouse.
All our friends love to come to our house to see the beautiful world my mother has made for us. Every morning and evening we see my mother taking care of her plants like little children.
As her real children grow older and more independent,
my mother devotes more time to her garden.
This is a very good way to spend one’s free time.
离我家很近，有一家超市，售货员是一位年轻的阿姨。她和蔼可亲，脸上总是带着笑容。
5月9日这天是母亲节，下午，天气有点热，我走进了这家超市，想给妈妈买点节日礼物。正当我在柜台前走来走去挑选礼物时，超市里来了一位特殊的客人。说他“特殊”，因为他看上去只有十一二岁，身体很瘦弱，却戴着一副大墨镜。我在心里暗想：哼，装酷！
只见他走到柜台前，手在柜台上摸摸索索了一阵，然后歪着头大声问：“请问有玉手镯吗？”
售货员阿姨闻讯走到了他的跟前，和蔼的问：“孩子，你为谁买手镯？”
“我给妈妈买的，今天是母亲节，我想让妈妈高兴一下！”那个男孩从口袋里摸出一些零碎的钱币，放到了柜台上。看上去，最多也不过三五元钱。
售货员阿姨从旁边的柜台里拿出一副绿色的晶莹剔透的手镯，递到了那个男孩的手里：“孩子，这是一副绿色的手镯，拿回家你妈妈一定会喜欢的。”然后，阿姨象征性地从柜台上拿起了几元钱，把剩下的那些钱又塞进了男孩的手中。男孩接过手镯和钱，连声说着谢谢，慢慢转身，好像很小心的走出了超市门。
看到这一幕，我感到非常纳闷，那个男孩拿的手镯少说也要几十元，为什么阿姨只留了他那么点儿钱，而且钱连数也没数呢？我把我的疑问说给了阿姨，阿姨告诉了我事情的来龙去脉。
原来男孩在六岁时生了一场大病，双目几近失明，成了盲童。他的母亲为了挣钱给他看病，到处找活干，却不幸在一个建筑工地干活时摔伤了腰椎，瘫痪在床。这个盲童就承担起了照顾妈妈的重担。今天这个特殊的节日，阿姨为小男孩的孝心所感动，所以半卖半送给了小男孩那副手镯。
这个下午，我从小男孩和阿姨身上学到了很多，这个母亲节，让我难忘！
Close to my home, there is a supermarket. The salesman is a young aunt. She was kind, with a smile on her face.
It was mother's day on May 9, and in the afternoon, it was a little hot. I walked into the supermarket and wanted to buy some holiday gifts for my mother. Just as I was walking around the counter to pick up the gift, there was a special guest in the supermarket. He said he was "special" because he looked only 11 years old and was very thin, but he was wearing big sunglasses. I thought to myself: huh, cool!
He walked up to the counter, and he felt a moment in front of the counter, and then he looked up and said, "is there a jade bracelet?"
The saleswoman came up to him and said, "son, who are you buying bracelets for?"
"I bought it for my mother. Today is mother's day. I want my mother to be happy!" The boy found bits and pieces of COINS in his pocket and put them on the counter. It looks like it's only three or five dollars.
Salesman aunt took a pair of green from the counter next to the crystal bracelets, to the boy's hands: "children, this is a green bracelet, take home your mom will love it." Then, symbolically, my aunt picked up a few dollars from the counter and stuffed the rest of the money into the boy's hand. The boy took the bracelet and the money, said thank you, and turned slowly, as if he were careful to walk out of the supermarket door.
See this scene, I feel very puzzled, the boy took the bracelets say less to dozens of yuan, aunt why he left so only a little money, and no money even number number? I told my aunt my question, and my aunt told me the story.
The boy had a great illness at the age of six, and his eyes were nearly blind and he was blind. His mother, who was looking for work to earn money, had trouble working on a construction site and was paralyzed in bed. The blind child took on the burden of taking care of his mother. Today this special day, the aunt was moved by the little boy's filial piety, so half sold half to the little boy the bracelet.
This afternoon, I learned a lot from my little boy and aunt. This mother's day, I can't forget it!
It was Mother’s Day. Sun Zheng thought he should do something for his mother. He decided to help his mother do some housework. After school he went to a shop to buy some food on his way home.
When he got home, he did his best to cook some nice food,though he couldn’t do the cooking well. Thenhe cleaned the room. He felt very tired, but he was very happy.
When his father and his mother came back and saw the clean rooms and dishes which weren’t so nice, they were very happy.They had their supper together. His mother said, "Thank you,my child!"
日历翻到了5月14日，沉默，揪心的沉默。终于，我忍不住了，晶莹的泪水夺眶而出。
我从小就是个体弱多病的孩子，时不时就会发烧，生病。妈妈只得在深夜去找医生看病，妈妈是一名中学英语老师，我们一家三口就住在中学里。深夜2点，中学关着大门，妈妈不能去找医生，但我的病却还是要治。妈妈望了望墙头，狠了狠心，便一手抱着我，一手去爬墙头。然后再抱着我，在那冷清而有寒冷的大街上找医生为我治病。这一切都是奶奶告诉我的，我始终不敢想象，一位21岁的母亲是如何一手抱着孩子，从1。2米的墙头上翻过去的!
妈妈啊，妈妈，我该怎样做才能报答你呢?这时，我眼前好像出现我对妈妈在一块的情景，我对妈妈大吵大闹，我对妈妈打冷战，我对妈妈冷言冷语，那一幕幕就像电影一样掠过脑海。突然，我又想起妈妈对我的情景，妈妈把牛奶端到我的卧室，妈妈为我做好吃的，妈妈给我买好多新衣服，我的心猛一颤，热泪再次流下。
妈妈进来了，我跑到妈妈的身边，抱住了妈妈，大声的喊出：“妈妈，我爱你!”妈妈激动万分，流下了欣慰的泪水。
这是最美的母亲节礼物，一颗纯真、善良的童心。
The calendar turned to May 14th, silent, anxious silence. At last, I could not help but tears of glittering tears.
I grew up as a sick child with fever and illness from time to time. My mother had to go to the doctor to see a doctor late at night. My mother was a middle school English teacher, and three of us lived in a middle school. At 2 in the middle of the night, the middle school closed the door, and mother could not go to the doctor. Mother looked at the wall, ruthless and cruel, then she held me in one hand and climbed the wall with one hand. Then he held me in the cold and cold street to see a doctor for my treatment. All this is what grandma told me. I can never imagine how a 21 year old mother holds the child from 1. 2 meters of the wall over the past!
Mom, mom, what can I do to repay you? At this time, it seemed to me that I had a scene with my mother. I made a big noise to my mother. I fought the cold war with my mother. I said cold words to my mother. It was like a movie like a movie. All of a sudden, I think of my mother to me again, mother put milk to my bedroom, mother for me to do delicious food, mother to buy me a lot of new clothes, my heart tremble, tears flow down again.
When mom came in, I ran to my mother's side, hugged my mother and shouted out, "Mom, I love you!" My mother was so excited that she shed tears of joy.
This is the most beautiful mother's Day gift, a pure and innocent childlike innocence.
Mother's Day Mother’s Day is a holiday when children honor their mothers with cards, gifts and flowers. In many countries, such as Denmark, Finland, Italy, Turkey, Australia and the US, people cel lebrate Mother’s Day on the second Sunday in May while many other countries of the world celebrate their own Mother’s day at different times through out the year.
One of the best ways to celebrate Mother’s Day is to give your mom the day off. Let her relax with the rest of the family doing all the housework. Usually, dad and the kids will let mom sleep late that morning as they go into the kitchen to prepare her favourite breakfast. Never forget to place a vase with a single flower on the table beside the food. The kids can pick up the flower from the garden or buy one from the shop. Arrange everything nicely before mom wakes up. Some families will carry the food and mom’s favourite sections from the newspaper to her bedroom so that mom can have breakfast in bed. Presents and cards from the kids can be handed to mom by themselves or just placed on the dining table.
After breakfast, go anywhere mom likes to go. Shopping, swimming or going on a picnic in the garden. Make a special Mother’s Day dinner or take mom out for a great meal in a famous restaurant she loves most.
Anyway ,let mom enjoy the whole day and feel your love, and then the Mother’s Day can be a good one. As Mother’s Day is around the corner, it’s time to take actions!
The earliest Mother's Day celebrations are traced back to the spring celebrations of ancient Greece(古希腊) in honor of Rhea,the Mother of the Gods.
During the 1600's,England celebrated a day called "Mothering Sunday"(拜望双亲日),celebrated on the 4th Sunday of Lent ."Mothering Sunday" honored the mothers of England.During this time many of the England's poor worked as servants for the wealthy.As most jobs were located far from their homes,the servants would live at the houses of their employers
Mother's Day is a happy holiday, I was so looking forward to its arrival!
The mother to let me grow up, every weekend and vacation for us to cram run around here and there, even today, is still learning for me to live and work, as a result the feet from several blisters even grind up thick cocoon...
Today, mother's Day is coming. I decided to do one thing ---- my mom for mother's feet, wash away the fatigue, wash away the mother mother foot of dust. First of all, I want to buy some carnations, to a pot of boiling water, when the water is boiling, smoking, and pour it into the basin, and then, put the petals into the basin, let the water rippling carnation fragrance...
Well, now everything is ready except one crucial element. I called up my mother, so she put her foot into it through a strong smell of the basin, I got to hand it to the mother's feet, my hand, will wash away the day tired mother. No. Are so many years of hard! I touched her mother long calloused soles of the feet, in the heart very afflictive, mother love touch my head, she is very happy, always say:" my son has grown up, sensible, mother is very pleased." I told my mother I wanted to study hard but also learn how to do housework, help mother to share the burden of the family.
Today is mother's day my mother and I have a very happy mother's day, who is established, it is the world's best season, which makes the mother has to accept the blessings and rewards of the day, even if it's just words, even just a small thing, also can let mothers really warm the heart!
Love is the highest and most beautiful love. How does my mother feel grateful for my mother's concern for me?
Today, I used to look at the calendar: ah! Today is mother's day. I hastened to go to school with my money. On the way, I guess what I should give to my mother. It's my three years' habit of giving up a gift to give my mother on Mother's day.
Speaking of mother's day, I heard it three years ago. At that time, I was very childish and sent a tender letter written by myself. Mother grasped the letter and was happy. The year before last, I sent a bottle of brilliant nail polish, sparkling and transparent, sparkling with crystal powder. Mom likes it as well. Last year, I was ingenious. I sent 8 beautiful carnations to my mother. My mother smelled flowers and hugged me tightly.
This year, I was a student in grade four. I learned a wonderful cooking and decided to cook a delicious meal for my family. But for mom, this is a mother's Day gift.
When I went out to buy vegetables, I skipped across the streets and lanes to the market with my basket. There was a rush, and people were coming and going. Now I really regret that I refuse to eat, grow so short, and always be pressed by tall people. The vegetables here are fresh and have many kinds. I was carrying a basket of food, and the food almost overwhelmed me. Look, there's a sea of people. So I squeezed in, and there was a bunch of flowers on the ground, beautiful and anxious! I bought a bunch of Kang Naixing. With so many things, I came home clumsily.
When her mother came back, she saw that all the tables were delicious. "Dinner, dinner!" I raised my voice and shouted. The whole family praised me for eating, especially my mother.
I don't know how good my cooking is, but I can't compare with my mother. Why did my mother praise me, my mother's concern, and my mother's love touched me? Thinking, with...
亲情，是最崇高最美丽的爱。母亲对我那样关心，那我对母亲的感谢是怎样的呢?
今天，习惯地看看日历：啊!今天母亲节。我赶紧拿着钱去上学。一路上，我猜想着该送什么给母亲才好。母亲节送礼物给妈妈可是我三年来雷打不动的习惯。
说起母亲节，我三年前就听到了。那时真幼稚，就送了自己写的一封嫩稚的信。妈妈握住信，还是很高兴。前年，我送了一瓶很亮丽的指甲油，晶闪闪的，透明中闪耀着晶粉的光芒。妈妈同样很喜欢。去年呢，我别出心裁，送了8朵美丽的康乃馨给妈妈，妈妈闻着花，紧紧地抱着我。
今年，我是四年级的学生了，学会了一门非凡的厨艺，便决定煮一顿美味的大餐送给全家。但对于妈妈来说就是这次的母亲节礼物了。
出门买菜了，我提着篮子蹦蹦跳跳地穿越大街小巷，来到市场。那里热闹急了，人来人往的，现在我真的很后悔我不肯吃饭，长得那么矮，总是被高大的人压着。这里的蔬菜又新鲜，种类又多，看得我眼花缭乱。我提着一篮又一篮的食物，差一点食物就把我压倒了。瞧，那里人山人海的。于是我便挤了进去，地上摆着一束一束地鲜花，美丽急了!我买了一束康乃兴。提着那么多事物，我笨重地回家了。
妈妈回来了，她看见满桌子都是美味佳饶，直流口水。“吃饭了，吃饭了!”我提高嗓门大声喊。全家吃了都表扬我，特别是妈妈。
我不知道我的厨艺有多好，但比不上妈妈。为什么妈妈都表扬我，妈妈的关心，妈妈的爱心令我感动!那时候感觉眼泪汪汪的，还有点心酸。想着，着……
Grateful mother, is she taught me to learn to be, is she taught me how to communicate with partners communicate with each other, is she taught me to help and love from person to person. Is the most profound in my memory on one occasion, my mother and I go home together, home cousin are playing a game model of the toys, I also very want to play a gun up, but my cousin take back, I was punched in the past, my cousin also don't get back to me, so we played together. When my mother saw hurriedly pulled me aside to. Because I am the only child in the home at ordinary times, everybody affectionately to me, this let me formed the character of swashbuckling would not agree. Wanted to mom this time will call my cousin to give me play the toy, but mother didn't do that, but pulled me aside to me to apologize to my cousin. At first I hated cousin very much in the heart, which will easily agree? Mother looked at will comfort me and patiently enlighten me, give me about the story of "jung let pear". After listening to the story, I also recognize the fault, and apologize to my cousin to apologize. Since then my Cousins and I are very friendly to get along, never quarrel with each other. Mother's teachings in my young mind leave deep memory, in my own life to learn to be nice, tolerance, apologize to each other.
Grateful mother, is she gave me the most unselfish love, she is always worried about my food, clothing, shelter, line. Thank for a mother for giving me the concern of dribs and drabs. The ancients cloud: "dripping of grace, when animals are reported". Ancient huang-xiang temperature had seats, carp lying ice... The story of 24 filial piety. This is China's mule Meng Peijie touched story. But now there is something in my gratitude for the mother of way, also don't finish. From now, I want to help my mother share housework more at ordinary times, reduce the mother's work, study hard work more at ordinary times, in order to reduce the worry about mother. Give mother some greetings, as she poured tea water, wipe the sweat back rubs.
All in all, to thank for a mother for too much too much, I remember meng jiao has become a "the wanderer", "the loving mother hand line, wandering onto clothing. Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay. Who made the heart-inch grass, at a three chunhui." Now I also send the poem to my mother, to express my gratitude to my mother.
感恩母亲，是她教会我学会做人，是她教会我如何去与伙伴们相互沟通交流，是她教会我人与人之间要互助互爱。在我记忆最深刻的是有一次，我和妈妈一起回老家，老家的表哥正在玩一个游戏模型玩具，我见了也很想玩就一把抢了过来，可表哥又抢了回去，我便一拳打过去，表哥也不让回打了我，于是我们便打了起来。这时妈妈见了急忙把我拉到一边去。平时因我是家中独生子，大家都对我疼爱有加，这让我养成了霸气十足不肯服输的个性。本想妈妈这回会叫表哥把玩具让给我玩，可是妈妈却没那样做，而是把我拉到一边要我向表哥道歉。起初我心中非常恨表哥，哪肯轻易服输呢?妈妈见状就不断安慰我并耐心地启迪我，给我讲起了“孔融让梨”的故事。听了这个故事后我也认识到了自已的错，便向表哥道歉认错。从那以后我跟表哥之间都非常友好地相处，再也没吵架过。母亲的教诲在我幼小的心灵留下深刻的记忆，使我在自己的生活中学会友善待人、互相宽容、互相歉让。
感恩母亲，是她把最无私的爱给了我，是她时时刻刻牵挂着我的衣、食、住、行。感谢母亲给予我的点点滴滴的关心。古人云：“滴水之恩，当涌泉相报”。古有黄香温席、卧冰求鲤……二十四孝的故事。今有感动中国孝女孟佩杰的故事。可如今的我对母亲的感恩有千言万语也道不尽，诉不完。从今起，我平时要多帮妈妈分担家务，减少母亲的操劳，平时多努力学习功课，以减少母亲的操心。多给母亲一些问候，为她倒茶端水，擦汗捶背。
总之，要感谢母亲的事太多太多了，我记起孟郊曾作过一首《游子吟》，“慈母手中线，游子身上衣。临行密密缝，意恐迟迟归。谁言寸草心，报得三春晖。”如今我也把这首诗送给我的母亲，以表达我对母亲的感恩之情。
今天，母亲节啊！我为生我养我的妈妈过了一个节日，而妈妈也无比的快乐。
今天妈妈拖着疲惫的身躯，回来了，我看着她，心里无比心酸，早上，我的妹妹提醒我今天是母亲节，所以我早早的就准备好了。我为妈妈烧了鸡蛋炒西红柿和冬瓜腌肉汤。妈妈回来后看着桌子上的菜顿时呆了，我不知道她在想什么，但是我看到她脸上露出了一丝微笑，晚饭了，我和妈妈有说有笑的，不知道妈妈知不知道今天是母亲节，但我是不会告诉的，让她过一个连他自己都不知道的节日。只要妈妈开心，我也开心了。“娘的幸福就是我的幸福！娘的痛苦就是我的痛苦”我会谨记这句话的。
晚了，夜静了，妈妈祝你有个好梦，一觉睡到大天亮。
我在这真诚的祝福你：母亲节快乐！
Today, mother's day! I kept my mother for a holiday, and my mother was happy.
Today mother trudging, came back, I looked at her, the in the mind very sad, in the morning, my sister to remind me that today is mother's day, so I will be ready early. I cooked the eggs for my mother and Fried the tomatoes and the winter melon. When mom came back looking at food on the table for immediately, I don't know what she was thinking, but I see her face with a smile, for dinner, my mother and I were talking and laughing, I don't know mom know today is mother's day, but I'm not going to tell, let her have a don't even know his own holiday. As long as my mother is happy, I am happy too. "My mother's happiness is my happiness! The pain of my mother is my pain" I will remember this sentence.
Late, the night is quiet, mother wish you have a good dream, sleep till dawn.
I wish you a happy mother's day!
Night after night, she came to tuck me in, even long after my childhood years. Following her longstanding custom, she\'d lean down and push my long hair out of the way, then kiss my forehead.
I don\'t remember when it first started annoying me — her hands pushing my hair that way. But it did annoy me, for they felt work-worn and rough against my young skin. Finally, one night, I shouted out at her, Don\'t do that anymore —your hands are too rough! She didn\'t say anything in reply. But never again did my mother close out my day with that familiar expression of her love.
Time after time, with the passing years, my thoughts returned to that night. By then I missed my mother\'s hands, missed her goodnight kiss on my forehead. Sometimes the incident seemed very close, sometimes far away. But always it lurked, in the back of my mind.
Well, the years have passed, and I\'m not a little girl anymore. Mom is in her mid-seventies, and those hands I once thought to be so rough are still doing things for me and my family. She\'s been our doctor, reaching into a medicine cabinet for the remedy to calm a young girl\'s stomach or soothe the boy\'s scraped knee. She cooks the best fried chicken in the world... gets stains out of blue jeans like I never could...
Now, my own children are grown and gone. Mom no longer has Dad, and on special occasions, I find myself drawn next door to spend the night with her. So it was late on Thanksgiving Eve, as I slept in the bedroom of my youth, a familiar hand hesitantly run across my face to brush the hair from my forehead. Then a kiss, ever so gently, touched my brow.
In my memory, for the thousandth time, I recalled the night my young voice complained, Don\'t do that anymore — your hands are too rough! Catching Mom\'s hand in hand, I blurted out how sorry I was for that night. I thought she\'d remember, as I did. But Mom didn\'t know what I was talking about. She had forgotten — and forgiven — long ago.
That night, I fell asleep with a new appreciation for my gentle mother and her caring hands. And the guilt that I had carried around for so long was nowhere to be found.
翻译：
夜复一夜，她总是来帮我把被子掖好，即使我早已不是小孩子了。掖好被子后，她会弯下身来，拨开我的长发，在我的额头上吻一下。这是母亲长久以来的习惯。
不记得从何时起，我开始讨厌她用手拨开我的头发。但我的确讨厌她长期操劳、粗糙的手触摸我细嫩的皮肤。终于，一天晚上，我冲她嚷道：“别再这样了——你的手太粗糙了!”母亲什么也没说。但从此之后，她再也没有在一天结束的时候用那种熟悉的方式表达她的爱。
时光流逝，许多年之后，我的思绪又回到了那个晚上。那时我想念母亲的手，想念她晚上留在我额头上的亲吻。有时这幕情景似乎很近，有时又似乎很遥远。可它总是潜伏着，时常浮现，出现在我意识中。
一年年过去，我也不再是一个小女孩，母亲也有70多岁了。那双我认为很粗糙的手依然为我和我的家庭操劳着。她是我家的医生，去药橱给我胃疼的女儿找胃药或为我儿子擦伤的膝盖敷药。她能做出世界上最美味的炸鸡…能洗掉牛仔裤上那些我永远都弄不干净的污点……
现在，我的孩子都已经长大，离开了家，爸爸也去世了。在一些特别的日子里，我经常情不自禁地走到隔壁母亲的房间和她一起度过。于是，一次感恩节前夕的深夜，我睡在年轻时的卧室里，一只熟悉的手有些犹豫地掠过我的脸，拨开我额头的头发，随后是一个吻，轻轻地印在我的眉毛上。
在我的记忆中，无数次回想起年轻时那晚我抱怨的声音：“别再这样了——你的手太粗糙了!”抓住母亲的手，我脱口而出地表示我多么后悔那晚所说的话。我以为她会像我一样记得这件事情。但妈妈不知道我在说些什么，她已经在很久以前就忘了这事，并早就原谅了我。
那晚，我带着对温柔的母亲和她体贴的双手的全新认识进入了梦乡。而我许久以来的负罪感也消失地无影无踪。
My mother has no idea that her ninetieth birthday is coming up. She has no notion of the time of day, the day of the week. the season of the year, the year of the century. No notion of the approaching millennium. And no idea any longer, who I am. Her forgetting of me happened just a few months ago, after I had been traveling for more than a month and hadn't been to see her. When I came back, she asked me if I were her niece, l said no, I was her daughter. "Does that mean I had you?" she asked. 1 said yes. "Where was I when l had you?" she asked me. I told her she was in a hospital in Far Rockaway. New York. "So much has happened to me in my life." she said "You can't expect me to remember everything."
My mother was once a beautiful woman, but all her teeth are gone now. Toothless. No woman can be considered beautiful. Whenever I visit her in the nursing home, she is sitting at the table in the common dining room, her head in her hands, rocking. Medication has eased her anxiety, but nothing moves her from her stupor except occasional moments of fear, too deep for medication. This is a room that has no windows, that lets in no light, in which an overlarge TV is constantly blaring, sending images that no one looks at where the floors are beige tiles, the walls cream colored at the bottom, papered halfway up with a pattern of nearly invisible grayish leaves. Many of the residents sit staring, slack-jawed, open mouthed. I find it impossible to imagine what they might be looking at.
Today is Mother’s Day. I know some of my classmates are going to help their mothers with the housework, others .are going to buy some flowers for their mothers. I want to say to her that I love her very much. But as a boy, it is a bit difficult for me to show my heart. I think only girls can do that.
My mother is very kind. She takes care of me day and night.
She spends little money, but buys anything for me that I need.
This time I must show my love. I am going to give her a card and write like this, "I love you, mother!" I am going to put it under her pillow.
My mother is a simple woman who comes from the countryside with little education. But in my eyes, she is the greatest mother in the world. Her perseverance gives me courage in all my life. Whenever I have trouble doing something and think about giving up, the scene that happened three years ago to mother just come into my mind.
Having asked for a leave from the teacher, I left the boring class and went to home with my favorite novel tucked under my arm. Father was at work, brother was at school, mother wouldn't be back from her small store until evening. I felt very happy thinking that I would have the entire house to myself. I bounded up steps, burst into the room but was shocked by whatever I saw. Mother was sitting in the sofa, sobbing with her shoulder twitching. I had never seen mother crying before. I went close to her, asking what had happened. She wiped her tears, forced a smile, and told me calmly that her small store was going to break. I didn’t know how to comfort her at the moment, but I did know what the small store meant to her.
Mother ran the small store in order for my brother and me to have a better education. As father worked with low salary which could merely afford the whole family's life necessities, mother had to try hard to earn money for our education. She was frantic to make money before she managed the store herself. She once worked day and night for months on end in a small restaurant. It was a very difficult period of time for her. But she never complained before us. Eventually, she had her own business by running the small store. And she really managed it well all the time with great efforts. I never expected that the store would break. This will undoubtedly take everything away from my mother. I couldn't help worrying about her. Mother seemed to read the worry on my face. She patted me on my shoulder, speaking with a faint smile: "Well, it may not be that serious. I'll try to make it better whatever. We'll be fine, my dear boy." I was so moved by mother's words. It turned out that mother really rebuilt her business soon and the store ran well. I could imagine how much mother had paid for her small store business. It was really too much for a woman. But she never gave up. She just went ahead with her unusual perseverance.
Now both my brother and I are studying at college. Mother works harder to finance our education. She is struggling by all means to keep the store business going. Her unusual perseverance is so inspiring to me that I will never give up halfway in my life.