过一段时间倘若收不到我的信,母亲便坐卧不安,以至于每天都会呆吊地跑到村口等待邮递员。我给远在老家的母亲打电话,本是想问问她近来身体怎么样。从电话那头传来的却是她急切的询问:“儿啊,你的胃病好些了吗?还疼不疼?”我心头涌过一阵热流,尽管我的胃依然隐隐作痛,我却一连声地说:“好了,不疼了……你可要多多保重好自己的身体啊。”电话挂了,我的思绪却 After a while, if my letter was not received, my mother would be so restless that she ran to the entrance of the village every day to wait for the postman. I called the mother who was far away from home because I wanted to ask her how she was physically. What came from the phone was her urgent inquiry: “” Ah, is your stomach better, still hurts? “” I had a heat flow through my heart, and although my stomach was still aching, I did I kept saying: “Well, it hurts ... You have to take care of your body.” "The phone hangs, my thoughts are