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9月16日晴母爱是迷航的灯塔,指引着前进的方向;母爱是冬日的阳光,温暖着赤子的心灵;母爱是尽职的卫士,保护着幼小的生命;母爱是春天的细雨,滋润着干涸的土地;母爱是秋天的黄金,展现着丰收的喜悦。记得有一次,妈妈给我炸我最喜欢吃的油炸食品——薯条,我开心地站在旁边观看。在炸的过程中,油花犹如一个舞者一样在锅里跳着舞蹈。我正看得入神,一不小心被溅出来的油花正好烫到手指上。顿时,我疼得嚎啕大哭,妈妈急得不知所措,她心急如焚,赶
September 16 is the lighthouse of the Trek, a guide to the direction of progress; maternal love is the sun in winter, warmth of the heart of the child; motherly love is a due guard, protecting young life; maternal love is the spring of the drizzle, nourishing Dry land; maternal love is the gold of autumn, showing the joy of harvest. I remember once, my mother gave me a frying fried my favorite food - fries, I am happy to stand next to watch. In the process of frying, the flowers dance like a dancer in the pot. I was looking over my head, accidentally splashed flowers just hot to the finger. Suddenly, I hurt crying, mom anxious overwhelmed, she anxious, rush