妈妈在长沙打工,周末才能回家,她每天都给我打电话嘘寒问暖。我声音稍微低沉一点儿,她就问我心情为何不好,我轻轻咳嗽一声,她就要我加衣服,别着凉……虽然感觉挺啰嗦的,但却让我感觉自己像个小王子一样被她宠爱着。我从小怕黑,又特别胆小,不敢独自上楼。前几天,楼道的灯坏了,一入夜楼道就黑黢黢的,我独自回家,到楼道口我放慢了脚步,害怕这黑暗的楼道,心里不停地打鼓。时间一点点儿流逝,我还是害怕得发抖,就在我快要绝望之时,我看见了妈妈的身影——妈妈拿着一只手电筒 My mother working in Changsha, weekends can go home, she called me every day to ask for warmth. My voice a little lower, she asked me why my mood is not good, I gently coughed, she wanted me to add clothes, do not catch cold ... Although it feels very long-winded, but it makes me feel like a little prince Her favorite. I am afraid of childhood dark, but also particularly timid, not upstairs alone. A few days ago, the corridor of the lamp is broken, one into the night floor Road Heiququ, I go home alone, I walked down the stairs, I was afraid of the dark corridor, my heart keep drumming. As time went by, I was still scared to shudder, just as I was desperate, I saw my mother’s figure - my mother holding a flashlight