朦胧间,我的脑中突然闪现出一幅又一幅画面:我想起由于上学太匆忙而忘了带走作业本,老爸发现后,跑步给我送到教室里;我想起了由于打篮球而忘了回家的时间,妈妈急急忙忙四处寻找我时的身影;我想起了给出差在外的爸爸打电话时,话筒里他急切的声音:“保险丝在阳台上工具箱里,上保险丝时一定不要忘了先拉下闸刀”;我想起了每遇到考试,出家门前妈妈的一句叮咛:“不要慌,相信自己。”太多太多的往事一瞬间涌出,让我不觉潸然泪下。
Hazy, my mind suddenly flashed one picture after another: I remember that I forgot to take my homework book because I was in a hurry to go to school, my father found it, and ran it to my classroom; I remembered that I forgot the time to go home because I played basketball, and my mother was in a hurry to look for me everywhere; I remembered his urgent voice in the microphone when I called my father who was away from business "The fuse is in the toolbox on the balcony. Don't forget to pull down the knife first when you put it on." I think of my mother's admonition before leaving the house: "don't panic. Believe in yourself." Too many, too many memories come out in a flash, making me cry.
父母的爱就像百合的清香凝成的感动,慢慢地汇拢,不再飘散。我想可能世上没有人会说不爱自己的父母,但是他们能说自己能完全地回报父母的爱吗?也许远远不能。在父母的眼中,爱就是和你一起走,走再远的路也不会疲倦,所以我永远不会忘记爸爸拿着我的作文草稿时热切的话语:“改一下,再改一下就可以誊了。”我也不会忘记妈妈一大清早起来为我做早点的身影——一生过于漫长,此刻就是幸福。
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