早上,我踢踢趿趿地走到阳台上浇花,却看见妈妈坐在阳台一角,一个人默默地洗着全家人的脏衣服。水,哗哗地流淌着,伴着单调寂寞的“刷刷”声。阳光淡淡的,映照着妈妈的侧影,一下一下地弯下腰……有时,我觉得妈妈过于唠叨,天天在我耳边烦。可是,我似乎看见妈妈的内心深处是那样的寂寞、孤独…… In the morning, I kicked and walked to the balcony to water the flowers, but saw my mother sitting in the corner of the balcony, and one person silently washed the dirty clothes of the family. The water dribbles, accompanied by the monotonous “brushing” sound. The sun was faint and it reflected on her mother’s silhouette. She bent down at once... Sometimes, I think my mother was too embarrassed and she was annoying in my ears every day. However, I seem to see that the depths of my mother’s heart are so lonely and lonely...