时间如流水般匆匆而逝，很多的记忆随着日子的消失而褪色。但有一件事，让我历历在目，感动不已——那一份伟大的母爱。
Time flies like water, many memories fade with the disappearance of the day. But there is one thing that impresses me - that great maternal love.
那是一个寒风呼啸的夜晚，那时我才六岁。这一天，我写完了老师布置的作业，坐在沙发上看电视，突然"啪"的一声，把我吓了一跳，我随着声音跑到了厨房，原来是妈妈不小心把碗摔碎了，碎片划破了妈妈的手指。我赶紧找来了了创可贴，收拾了碎片，妈妈最后坐到了沙发上，但是她并没有歇下来，而是接着织给我织了一半的毛背心。快到11点了，我说：妈妈，我去睡觉了，你说你也要在十一点前睡觉，为什么您还不睡？"我问道。"你先睡吧！这个毛背心剩一点就织完了，明天预报要降温，织好以后，你明天就可以穿了。"妈妈说。"那我先睡了。"妈妈点了点头。
It was a cold, windy night, when I was only six years old. This day, I finished my homework assigned by my teacher and sat on the sofa watching TV. Suddenly, I was shocked by the sound of "pa". I ran to the kitchen with the sound. It turned out that my mother accidentally broke the bowl, and the fragments cut my mother's fingers. I quickly found the band aid, cleaned up the pieces, and my mother finally sat on the sofa, but she did not rest, and then weaved half of my woolen vest. It's almost 11 o'clock. I said, "Mom, I went to bed. You said you should go to bed before 11 o'clock. Why don't you sleep?" I asked. "Go to bed first! The woolen vest will be finished with a little left. It is predicted to cool down tomorrow. After weaving, you can wear it tomorrow. " Mom said. "Then I'll go to bed first." Mom nodded.
半夜一点多，我起床上厕所，看见妈妈还在织，还不停的打瞌睡，时不时的皱皱眉头，我想这大概由于伤口痛吧！这时，我的鼻子感到一阵酸，泪水在我的眼里打转，我怕妈妈听到，轻手轻脚的回到床上，捂着被子泪水哗哗的流......
In the middle of the night, when I got up to go to the bathroom, I saw my mother was still knitting, dozing off and frowning from time to time. I think it was probably because of the pain in the wound! At this time, my nose felt a burst of acid, tears in my eyes, I'm afraid that my mother would hear it, go back to bed, cover the quilt with tears
天亮了，妈妈妈把我从梦乡中叫醒，把织好的毛背心拿过来，说："看，漂亮吧，来，穿上试试！"我抱住了妈妈，说："谢谢妈妈！""傻孩子，跟我还这么客气，你是妈妈的乖女儿！"穿上毛背心，身体暖暖的。
At dawn, my mother woke me up from my sleep, took the knitted vest and said, "look, it's beautiful. Come on, put it on!" I hugged my mother and said, "thank you, mom!" "Silly child, you are so polite to me. You are my mother's lovely daughter!" Put on the vest and keep warm.
我想，这就是伟大的母爱——没有多少话语，却满含深情。
I think this is great maternal love - not much words, but full of deep feelings.
日月如梭，这件事虽然已经过去了很久，但我却记忆犹新。
The days and the moon are fast. Although it has been a long time, I still remember it.
