Abstract: I looked at his mother and the expression of pain and worry, also just. Such as mother to rest for a while, I help my mother pick up the bicycle, slowly walking on the way home, got home, I'll call the hospital surgical director - Zhang Bobo. Zhang Bobo and I came home and saw mom is in front of a mirror to erase the wound. Mother went to the hospital to sewed up the wound, is already in the evening.
On March 5, 2004, is my most memorable day. At noon, we ate a meal, early mother carried with the bike I took to the streets, I can be happy, because my mother took me to choose brushes and ink, this is my long-awaited.
We came to town, selective, mom look at this for a while, for a while and see that; Wash water wetting the and pay attention to the pen, pen, brush tip on the hand clockwise rotation, I was wondering, mother to my book, this method is mainly used to check the quality of the pen MAO, if rotating pen MAO appeared bifurcate, it doesn't work out. I am very excited, because I learned the choice method of brush.
My mother and I tidy up the pen, put the basket in front of the bike, I sat at my mother's back, hands holding the mother's waist, go singing a happy song...
On the way home, something unexpected happens. Downhill, the mother's bicycle tripped over a stone, only listen to the mother cried out: "good!" My mother and I rolled into the road is full of debris, in order to protect me, don't put the bike with me, the feeling be nasty, mom will push bike out, other hand took me, I slipped down from the mother's back. Waiting for me from the ground up, only to find mother still on the ground, did not say anything, perhaps too painful, maybe mom is not willing to let me scared, mother hand tightly over his forehead, blood or leaching out from the mother's fingers, I was terrified, anxiously call: "mom, what's the matter with you?" For quite a while, mother just raised his head, looked at me and whispered: "nothing, be brave, mama's gonna have a rest." I'm nervous, tears almost come out, there's no one around, I said to mom, I went back to call grandma, said, and ran forward. Just get far, my mother stopped me, "son, don't go back, you're on the road again nasty and afraid, vehicles, hit you? Dad not at home, grandpa and grandma feet again not convenient, a worry, that's not good!"
I looked at his mother and the expression of pain and worry, also just. Such as mother to rest for a while, I help my mother pick up the bicycle, slowly walking on the way home, got home, I'll call the hospital surgical director - Zhang Bobo. Zhang Bobo and I came home and saw mom is in front of a mirror to erase the wound. Mother went to the hospital to sewed up the wound, is already in the evening.
Remember this day, really impressive! Although ink has been spilt on the ground, but I'm from mother's calm eyes see what is brave, and what is decisive, what is cool, what is the great maternal love!
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