几年来,我始终都没有仔细看过那双眼睛。但是我知道,那双眼睛,它在看着我,用焦灼的目光穿透了我的背脊上,在我的心上深深地烙下了不可磨灭的印记。 几天前发生的一件事,让我第一次注意到了妈妈的眼睛。那是一个下午,我在家里看书,看着看着我有点烦闷,忽然我想出去玩。我放下书,就带邻居家的小东去游戏厅玩游戏。 我和小东尽情地玩啊玩,我的心情 In recent years, I have never seen those eyes carefully. But I knew that those eyes, looking at me, penetrating my back with anxious eyes, deeply indelible marks on my heart. A few days ago something happened, so for the first time I noticed my mother's eyes. It was an afternoon, I was reading at home, looked at me a little bored, suddenly I want to go out to play. I put down the book, with the neighbor's little East to the game hall to play games. Little East and I play hard to play, my mood