Does He Wei kiss affection? Be " mother hand central line, jacket of body of boy far away from home " consideration, or " loving mother fondling, blame for the newspaper also " altruistic? I think, I had discovered the answer it seems that.
何为亲情？是“慈母手中线，游子身上衣”的关怀，还是“慈母爱子，非为报也”的无私？我想，我似乎已经发现了答案。
One day classeses are over, heavy rain had below. I did not carry an umbrella, looked at classmates to come home in succession, flavor is not very in my heart. When the car that goes up till road full marks moves back and forth not to cease no longer, a familiar form appears before me, before I go up immediately, right, it is her! My mother.
一日放学，下起了倾盆大雨。我没带伞，看着同学们相继回家了，我的心里很不是滋味。直到路满分上的车辆不再穿梭不息时，一个熟悉的身影出现在我面前，我立马上前，没错，是她！我的母亲。
Go in rain, we have say to have laugh, as if we are remained only between heaven and earth. I think, the days that can get along alone with the mother, it is how precious and make a person happy.
走在雨中，我们有说有笑，仿佛天地间只剩下我们。我认为，能与母亲独自相处的时光，是多么珍贵且令人开心的。
Underground of pluvial Da Da is worn, raindrop is hit in puddle, give out euphonic noise. flower, small grass also is gotten by pluvial situation apply colours to a drawing clinking excitement, start jive comes. My of babyish ignorance muddy does not know like that, humeral head of the mother already by rainwater wringing, after knowing to return the home only, the mother bathes hurriedly.
雨嗒嗒地下着，雨点打在水坑里，发出悦耳的响声。花儿、小草也被雨景渲染得无比兴奋，跳起了摇摆舞来。幼稚无知的我浑然不知，母亲的肩头早已被雨水淋湿，只知道回到家之后，母亲便匆匆洗澡去了。
The tomb-sweeping day this year, I and mother go to a supermarket shopping. When coming home, go in me to classes are over before on the way home. Sky not cooperate, issued rain again. Because be tomb-sweeping day, a bit on the street is not Bacchic also, also did not know to whether be brought up because of me, if talking with the mother no longer innocent, still be the happiness that we do not think to break this to be in alone, we go soundlessly. Before thinking of that thing, the umbrella in my hand is imperceptible ground tend mother there, rainwater is hit on my shoulder, wet shirt, the trace that should be love then!
今年的清明节，我与母亲去超市购物。回家时，走在我以前放学回家的路上。天空不作美，又下起了雨。因为是清明节，街上一点儿也不喧闹，也不知是否因为我长大了，与母亲谈的话不再天真，还是我们不想打破这份独处的美好，我们走得静悄悄的。想到之前那件事，我手中的雨伞不知不觉地移向了母亲那边，雨水打在我的肩膀上，湿了衬衣，那应该是爱的痕迹吧！
The mother also is attentive, "Son, the umbrella is crooked. " " do not have a thing, once somebody also has been done so for me, I do not mind. " maternal old face one red, laughed at sound. I also beam. Street on instantaneous resound is worn our mother child laugh. That momently, I feel clinking happiness. The road of the close affection in this rain is full of the deep love with mother unselfish two pairs, also be permeated with child to Mu Nong is appreciated thickly.
母亲也是细心，“儿子，伞歪了。”“没事，曾经有人也为我这样做过，我不介意。”母亲老脸一红，笑出了声。我也怡然一笑。街道上瞬间回荡着我们母子的笑声。那一刻，我感到无比幸福。这条雨中的亲情之路饱含了母对子无私的厚爱，也洋溢着子对母浓浓的感激。
Tian Qing, sunshine is aspersed fall in the street to, just be like mother love, asperse the heart of Xiang Wocen lonely, as me, weave a warm way silently. I know " the broadest on the world is marine, broader than ocean is a sky, the heart that broader than the sky is a person " , I think originally is popular feeling vast, include everythings on earth, it is the heart has big love actually, big love is not had border.
天晴了，阳光洒落在街道上，恰似母爱，洒向我岑寂的心田，随着我，静静地织成一条温暖的路。我知道“世界上最宽阔的是海洋，比海洋更宽阔的是天空，比天空更宽广的是人的心灵”，我本以为是人心浩瀚，包容万物，其实是心有大爱，大爱无疆。