妈妈,您知道吗?有时,我真想把压抑在心底的话说出来,但看着您那瘦弱的身影,疲惫的神情,又不知该怎么对您说。妈妈,您和蔼可亲。有时,我惹您生气了,您也不发火,说我两句也就消了气。您任劳任怨。爸爸上班地点远,每天一大早就走了,家里地里的活全都是您一个人干。您起早摸黑,苦苦支撑着这个家。虽然偶尔您觉得委屈,说自己只不过是我们家的“奴隶”,但您也不过是嘴里唠叨,手里照例忙个不停。妈妈,您是个好母亲,好妻子。可我,总觉得有一点遗憾。 Did you know, Mom? Sometimes, I really want to say something that is depressing in my heart, but looking at your thin figure, tired look, I do not know how to tell you. Mom, you are amiable. Sometimes, I make you angry, you are not angry, that I have both of the two gas off. You work hard. Dad go to work far away, go early in the morning every day, home life is all you do alone. You get up early, hard to support this home. Occasionally you feel grievances, saying that you are nothing more than a “slave” to our family, but you are nagging in your mouth as usual. Mom, you are a good mother and a good wife. But I always feel a little sorry.