我拥抱着母亲,轻轻抚摸着那块我一直引以为耻的疤。这一次,我觉得它是那么好看,那么柔软,好像一朵盛开的花!母亲头顶上有一块圆形的大疤,疤上寸发不生,与旁边浓密黑亮的头发显得格格不入。因为这块疤,我经常和小朋友们打架,因为他们总是追着我喊:“你妈是个丑秃子,你妈头上长癞疤。”每次打架回来,母亲都要数落我,但只要我说一句:“还不是因为你头上那块难看的疤!”她便不再作声了。我不只一次问母亲那块疤的来历,但 I hugged my mother and stroked the scar I’ve always been ashamed of. This time, I think it is so good-looking, so soft, like a blossoming flower! There is a large, round scar on her mother’s head, which is out of alignment with the dark, dark hair next to her. Because of this scar, I often fight with children, because they are always chasing me to shout: “Your mother is a ugly Bald, your mom head long scar. ” Every fight back, my mother should count me, But as long as I say: “Not yet because of the ugly scar on your head!” She stopped speaking. More than once, I asked my mother about the origin of the scars