又是_个星期五的下午,我背着书包像往常一样来到妈妈的办公室。妈妈是学校少先队大队辅导员,她热爱国旗就像热爱自己的生命一样,每逢雨雪天气,她都让国旗护卫队的同学降下国旗,以免国旗受损。我踏进妈妈办公室,看见妈妈手里捧着国旗正在埋头干着什么。走近一看,原来国旗侧面的线松动了,国旗裂开了一条长口子,妈妈正一针一线专心地缝着。我好奇地凑上前去 Again on Friday afternoon, I came to my mom’s office as usual carrying my school bag. Mom is a school Young Pioneer Brigade counselor, she loves the flag just like her own life, every rain and snow, she let the flag escort team down the national flag, so as not to damage the national flag. I stepped into my mom’s office and saw what my mother was holding her flag in her hand. Closer look, the original national flag side of the line loosened, the national flag split a long hole, the mother is a needle stitched to sew. I curl up to go