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早上,踢跶踢跶地走到阳台上浇花,却看见妈妈一人坐在阳台一角,默默地,默默地,一个人悄悄地洗着全家人的衣服。水,哗哗地流淌着,伴着单调寂寞的“刷——刷——刷刷”声。阳光淡淡的,映照着妈妈的侧影。一下、一下地弯下腰……我鼻子一酸:妈妈……有时觉得妈妈过于唠叨,天天在耳边烦,可是妈妈在内心深处,却是显得那样寂寞孤独……现在看起来,妈妈似乎没什么特别的业余爱好。其实,年轻时的她是十
In the morning, I kicked the shuttlecock and walked to the balcony to water the flowers, but I saw my mother sitting in the corner of the balcony. Silently, silently, one person quietly washed the clothes of the family. The water dribbles, accompanied by monotonous “brush-brush-brush” sounds. The light of the sun reflects the silhouette of her mother. I bent down one by one... my nose was sour: Mom... I sometimes felt that my mother was too embarrassed and was bothering in her ears every day, but my mother was in her heart, but it was so lonely and lonely... Now it looks like my mother seems to No special hobby. Actually, when she was young, she was ten.