妈妈,您虽然只是一名普通的中学教师,可在我看来,却比县长伯伯还操心费力。从我懂事那天起,不论是严寒酷暑,还是刮风下雨,您每天天不亮就起床了,有时连饭也顾不上吃一口,就匆匆忙忙去上班;晚上则拖着疲乏的身子,披星戴月而归。回到家里,您还是忙个不停,埋在那一摞摞作业本、一张张考试卷之中,好像它们可以充饥解乏似的。多少个深夜,我一觉醒来,发现身旁的被窝还是空空的,在那明亮的灯光下,您仍孜孜不倦地批改作业 Mum, although you are just an ordinary secondary school teacher, it seems to me, but also more trouble than the county magistrate. From the day I knew how to do things, whether it was cold and hot or windy and rainy, you got up every day when you were awake. Sometimes you even hurried off to go to work, sometimes dragging your tired body at night. , Let the stars wear the moon and go. Back home, you still busy, buried in the pile of homework, a test paper volume, as if they can be full of hunger. How many late at night I woke up and found that the blanket next to me was still empty. Under the bright lights, I still diligently changed my homework