我母亲有很严重的眼疾,但她很坚强,靠着左眼的一点儿视力,独自一人买菜、做饭、照顾我。记得一年级时,我认识的字还不多,便让母亲教我认字。母亲犹豫了一下,便拿起我的语文书。夕阳橘红色的光从窗间落下,洒在她的肩上。母亲把书紧紧贴在鼻梁上。一阵秋风吹动了书页,书页轻翻,牢牢 My mother has a very serious eye disease, but she is very strong, relying on the left eye a little vision, alone to buy food, cook, take care of me. I remember the first grade, I do not know many words, let my mother teach me to recognize words. Mother hesitated a moment, then pick up my language book. The sunset orange light from the window fell, sprinkled on her shoulder. Mother put the book firmly on the bridge of the nose. The autumn wind blew the pages of the book, turning the page lightly and steadily