I am not old enough to write an 800-word composition.

14 years old is the same season as flowers. She raised me like a spring girl and learned to teach me responsibility like uncle Qiu. Finally, in this cold winter, at the age of 14, I grew up. At present, the snow keeps falling and the wind growls in my ear. Although sitting in the car, I can still feel the chill. I have been stuffing the jacket I want to send to my mother into my arms. I like warm weather. My mother has been coughing and backache for a few days, but she only took care of my sister and me and didn't go to the hospital. At the moment, my mother is lying in the hospital bed, waiting for me to send her a jacket. Late at night, I walked alone through the cold corridor, pushed open the door and saw my mother still awake. I took my jacket out of my pocket and motioned for my mother to put it on quickly. Then, I poured a cup of hot water, sat by the bed and looked at my mother. Only two days later, my mother lost weight and learned a lot. Years have left a mark on her face, and the whole person looks tired and hurts a little. "Mom, you should go to see a doctor early when you are sick. I like you, so hard! " Mom just took a sip of the water in the cup, shook her head and smiled. When my mother smiled, I clearly saw the tears in her eyes. "Mom, are you crying?" "No, mom thinks you've grown up." What? I have grown up. I looked at the wrinkles around my mother's eyes, savored her words and recalled the past. It was my 10 birthday. Many guests came to my house to celebrate my birthday. Uncle Xiao took out a pig pencil and gave it to me. My eyes suddenly lit up. Huh? Isn't this what I saw when I passed the jewelry store the day before yesterday? I watched for half an hour before I was willing to leave. Now, Uncle Xiao will give it to me. At that time, I was so happy that I kept kissing my little uncle's bearded face (this is an exception) and kept saying, "You still know me!" After a while, the little uncle took out a pig pencil and gave it to his sister. Somehow, I got angry when I was stingy, but no one knew it. Why? Today is my birthday. Why should I give it to my sister? After dinner, I walked into the room with my favorite gift and wanted to put it on the shelf. Just as I was about to put it down, the chair fell, and the pig pencil sharpener and I fell to the ground at the same time. I went to see how the pencil sharpener was, regardless of my ass pain. One of the pig's ears fell off and the pencil sharpener was no longer beautiful. I'm sadder than not eating birthday cake. Just when I was about to burst into tears, I suddenly found my sister's piggy pencil sharpened on the desk. An evil idea rose in my heart. I switched two decimal pencil sharpeners like a thief. At this moment, the door creaked open. In a panic, I quickly hid two saving pencils behind me. I looked up and it was my mother. When I was nervous, my hand loosened and two pencils fell to the ground at the same time. "pa!" Fragmented. The so-called "success alone is not enough." I didn't change it. The other one is broken. When my mother saw my expression and the two broken gifts behind me, she suddenly understood. She picked up the pieces carefully and asked me if I had done anything bad, but I still refused to admit it. My mother was angry and I was finally beaten. That was the first time my mother hit me ... My mother was so weak in front of me. I quietly looked at my mother in the hospital bed, remembering those things, but quietly shed tears. Yes, I have grown up. Why should I care about this now? Since I learned this lesson, I have understood Huo Ran. After that, I won't be selfish or lie. "Hey, go home quickly, remember to tuck my sister in, and don't forget to have a hot breakfast tomorrow, and throw away the things that can't be eaten in the refrigerator ..." My mother interrupted my thoughts. I must have found this annoying before, but now I feel very warm. When I got home, my sister had fallen asleep. I tucked my sister in and thought, I have grown up and can't bicker with my sister. I have a responsibility. I want to help my mother manage this family. Dream of my mother at night, and I am no longer a girl.