My mother is an ordinary and great mother. My mother gets up early and gets dark every day. She is busy with housework and helps to look after things in the factory. I usually eat Chinese food at school, but recently I have stomach trouble, and my mother picks me up for dinner every noon. This undoubtedly increased my mother's burden. It was a winter with a downpour, cold and rainy. I stood shivering at the school gate, waiting for my mother to pick me up. The test paper was handed out in the morning, and the usual good grades were quite different from this one. In the morning, the teacher talked to me. In fact, I have tried my best, but how can this result be? Really, this morning, the sky is gray and my heart is gray. Now, I just want to be early. It's almost 12 o'clock, and other students have been taken home by their parents. The students who had lunch at school were full, and the more I waited, the more anxious I became. The more I waited, the more disappointed I became, and the tears could not help falling. At this time, the teacher came over and told me that Grandpa was ill and had an intravenous drip in the hospital. My mother asked me to eat at school first. I was extremely angry when I heard this. She knows I have a bad stomach and is still angry.
It is already the first class in the afternoon. It's raining harder outside, and it seems colder than in the morning. Being angry is really unpleasant. I didn't eat at noon, and my stomach began to growl. Really cold and hungry. I began to feel a little too much at noon. It's not really my mother's fault. I was thinking, "Hey, your mother is waiting for you outside! Go quickly! " My deskmate yelled at me. Is it true?/You don't say. God, it's so cold outside. I rushed out. A familiar figure appeared in my sight. It's really my mother. I saw her whole trouser leg was wet, with an umbrella in one hand and a lunch box in the other. Her face is so haggard and anxious. At noon, all her grievances were forgotten. I completely ignored the views and eyes of teachers and classmates, rushed out of the classroom and threw myself into my mother's arms, gently asking, "Mom, it's raining, so cold, why are you still here?" "I'm afraid you don't have enough to eat at noon, so I bought you your favorite beef fried rice. Sit down and eat quickly. " Listening to my mother's words, my throat choked. I dare not tell her. Actually, I haven't eaten at noon yet! She took out a box from her bag and said, "Qian Qian, it's mom's fault. She didn't come to pick you up in time and made you hungry, but mom really can't leave. Eat quickly, it's still hot. Your father is going to the factory to deliver goods today, and your grandfather is still in the hospital. I have to go. " At the moment, my heart is like a five-flavor bottle, everything has a taste, but more is self-blame and self-blame. In my mother's arms, I secretly cried and shed tears of shame. I didn't let my mother see me, and I tried to cover it up. My mother smiled and said, "Eat quickly! The food doesn't taste good when it is cold! I'm leaving! " I didn't look up, just said "hmm". When I looked up again, my mother had already left the school gate, leaving me with a back. The back seems to have many meanings, but more is my mother's love for me. I stood in the wind for a long time with tears in my eyes and thought a lot. ...