星期天,我生病了,额头很烫。妈妈倒出几粒黑不溜秋的药丸放在我的手上,我放进嘴里,一阵阵苦味散发出来。我一个劲地喝水,好让嘴里的味儿快一点消失。过了一个中午,我一直头发晕,眼发花,妈妈见我还没有退烧,把我送到了医院。我从小就是一个怕打针的人,一要打针,我就会发出女高音。医生把针扎在我手上的那一刻,我大叫了一声,大家都被我吓了一大跳。星妈妈轻轻地说:“下次别叫那么大声,都被你吓个半死。”这次发烧让我尝到了生病的痛苦,我以后再也不会蹬被子了,我要做一个健康的人。 On Sunday, I was sick, my forehead was hot. Mother poured a few grains of black and slipped pills on my hand, I put it in my mouth, burst of bitterness distributed. I kept drinking, so that the taste of the mouth a little faster disappear. After a noon, I had hair dizzy, eyes blossoming, my mother did not see me fever, sent me to the hospital. I was an afraid of an injection since childhood, an injection, I will make a soprano. The moment the doctor stabbed my hand, I shouted, and everyone was taken aback by me. Star mother gently said: “The next time do not call so loud, you are scared to death. ” The fever made me feel the pain of illness, I will never kick the quilt, I have to do a healthy person.