新牛郎织女-致女儿的信
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感动的一件事
Time is like water flowing in general,
a lot of the passed
days
with
the
memory
has
disappeared,
and
fade.
But
one
thing,
let
me
remember,
deeply
touched-that
a
depth
of
a
mother's
love.
That
morning
I
was
just
about
to
go
to
school,
back
schoolbag
mother
handed me an umbrella, said:
forecast
today have rain, or take your umbrella with
you.
looked up at the sky, the clear
sky, how can it rains? I threw
out the
door to run away and disappear, an
umbrella.
While at noon of time,
suddenly school, thunder and
lightning
flash storm under a rush. The rain gear with the
students went home, others have been
parents picked up. My
father taught
school in the field, never coming home at noon.
Just right, mom this few days a high
fever under drip. I don't
think
someone
will
come
to
meet
me.
I
sit
in
the
classroom,
again
nasty
and
hungry,
was
looking
out
the
window
of
the
heavy
rain,
hua hua straight I couldn't help
crying.
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