妈妈走了，穿着一身黑色衣服，提着两个箱子。拿着一把小花伞，在雨中走得那样沉重，不住地擦抹眼泪，但还是狠了心，丢下我们走了。小时候，我们和妈妈住在乡下。爸爸在沈阳当兵八年，又在那里做了几年工，一去就是十几年。那时我六岁，妹妹三岁，小弟弟才几个月。妈妈挑不动 Mom left, wearing a black dress, carrying two boxes. Holding a small umbrella, go so heavy in the rain, not wiping tears, but still ruthless, leaving us to go. When I was young, we lived in the country with my mother. Dad was soldier in Shenyang for eight years, where he worked for a few years, one to go is a dozen years. At that time I was six years old, my sister was three years old and my younger brother was only a few months old. Mom can not move