从小到大,我与母亲的战争从未停止。我和母亲长得并不像,她身材矮胖,我瘦高;她脸型方圆,我瓜子脸;她门牙前突,我牙齿整齐雪白。但是,我的性格太像她,要强,敏感,自尊,执拗,话说不了三句就着急。小时候的我,也曾怯懦,胆小,希望母亲替我遮风挡雨,解决所有难题。但是,母亲不是树,连草都算不上,而是一块卑微的苔藓,任人践踏。母亲生在一个富农之家,没过几天好日 As a child, my war with my mother never stopped. My mother and I did not look like, she was stout, I am tall; her face radius, I melon face; her anterior pronation, my teeth neat white. However, my character is too like her, strong, sensitive, self-respect, stubborn, words can not say three words in a hurry. When I was a child, I had cowardice, timid, hope my mother shelter, solve all the problems. However, the mother is not a tree, even the grass is not really, but a humble moss, trampled on. Mother was born in a house of rich peasants, not a few days a good day