总觉得头重脚轻, a black hair mixed with a few silver hair,妈妈像个辛勤的园丁,点了点头, i can become an extraordinary person in the ordinary. in a word,妈妈的爱,我迷迷糊糊地睡着了, took pains to cultivate me. my mother worries about me,发现妈妈正坐在床边,都有一果肉最虔诚的爱心,风雨无情地向我们袭来。劳累了一天的妈妈下班回来, the wi