我的母亲像世界上千万个母亲一样,无偿的爱着她的孩子。在外人的眼中,我只是一个其貌不扬的黄毛丫头,而在母亲的眼中,我则是她的一切,是她的未来,因为我是她的女儿。有时候,想起母亲,便想起她的苦,她的无奈,心情很悲怆,我不是她的乖女儿,想哭。我抓起笔,想写写母亲,却觉得这支笔有千斤重,不知如何用文字来表达。是啊,母亲的爱总是难以言表的……在我出生前的那一刻,母亲多么渴望我是一个男孩子,我却不是;母亲渴望她的女儿美丽聪明,尽善尽 My mother, like millions of mothers in the world, loved her child for free. In the eyes of outsiders, I am just a lousy yellow hair girl, but in the mother’s eyes, I is her all, is her future, because I am her daughter. Sometimes, think of her mother, then remembered her bitter, her frustration, the mood is very sad, I am not her good daughter, want to cry. I grabbed a pen, wanted to write a mother, but felt that this pen had a heavy weight, I do not know how to use words to express. Yeah, mother’s love is always unspeakable ... At the moment before I was born, how mothers yearned for me to be a boy, but I was not; mother longs for her daughter to be smart,