一次,我到一个女学生家家访,一进门正好看见她把吃剩下的一块儿馒头随手丢掉。我虽没动声色,可心里却翻腾起来,许多情景在眼前闪过:街道上常看见孩子们没吃完就扔掉的面包;旅游点的垃圾箱里,总有小游客剩下的鸡蛋、大饼、香肠;校门口儿的食品摊前,同学们比着购买零食……面对这些并不十分引人注目的镜头,我想起母亲种地的艰辛,她是那样地爱惜土地,爱惜禾苗和粮食。我小时候常和母亲下地干活。记得一次 Once, I went to a female student home visit, just to see her door to eat the remaining pieces of bread readily thrown away. Although I was quiet, but my heart is tumbling up, many scenes flashed in front of: the streets often see the children did not eat to throw away the bread; tourist spots in the trash, there are always small tourists the remaining eggs, Cake, sausage; the school gate children’s food stalls, the students than to buy snacks ... ... In the face of these are not very eye-catching lens, I think of the mother farming hardship, she is so care for the land, cherish the seedlings And food. When I was young, I often worked with my mother. Remember once