一构思手头这篇文章时,我不禁回过头去打量那个已在床上睡得一脸坦然的女人。那个女人,微高的颧骨,细长的眉毛,一双眉眼比醒着时略增了几分柔情。那个女人,从我出生前就和我在一起,一直到现在,徘徊在我身边,从不曾离开。那个女人,我叫她——“妈”。 As I thought about this article on hand, I could not help but look back and look at the woman who had slept in bed. That woman, slightly high cheekbones, slender eyebrows, a pair of facial expressions slightly more than tender when awake. That woman, with me since I was born, has been hovering beside me and never leaving. That woman, I call her - “Mom”.