妈妈这个词是那么的亲切,那么的温暖。在妈妈的怀抱中,有幸福,有欢乐,然而也会有解不开的悲伤。母亲的爱,就像一把锁,牢牢地锁在我的心扉。记得那是一个星期五的下午,朋友找我出去玩儿,您很爽快地答应了,因为来找我的朋友品学兼优。整整三个小时,我们尽情地玩耍,肆意地欢笑,仿佛这一个星期被压抑的活力都在这一刻如洪水般倾泻而出,也许像大人们说的乐极生悲 The word mother is so warm, so warm. In my mother’s arms, there is happiness, joy, but there will be inseparable sadness. Mother’s love, like a lock, firmly locked in my heart. I remember it was a Friday afternoon, friends find me out to play, you are readily agreed, because my friends come to learn good. For three full hours, we enjoyed playing and wantonly laughing as if the pent-up vitality of the week was pouring like a flood at this moment, perhaps as the adults said