三年的住校生活,令我时时惦念母亲,时时记起母亲那双手,记起那双紧紧抓着我不放的手。那是母爱的见证。爱超出了灵魂,覆盖了生命,那双手便是母爱的最好的诠释。四岁那年,妈妈农药中毒,徘徊在生死边缘。四岁,还不知道死亡是什么,只是被屋外怒吼的风吓坏了,还有那双紧抓着我的胳 Three years of living in school, I always remember my mother, always remember my mother’s hands, remember the pair of hands clinging to me. That is the testimony of motherly love. Love goes beyond the soul and covers life. The hands are the best interpretation of motherly love. At the age of four, my mother was poisoned by pesticides and was on the verge of death and death. At the age of four, I still don’t know what death was, but I was terrified by the roaring wind outside the house, and the pair clutched at me.