mom

At night, the wind outside is screaming, I am sleeping in a warm hut. Suddenly I was awakened by a cough and gradually opened my eyes. I saw a familiar figure of my mother in my eyes. "Mom!" She looked back at me and said, "What's wrong?" I looked at the watch, the hour hand was pointing at the number 11. Then I looked at the school uniform and needlework in my mother's hand and then looked at my mother, my The eyes are getting wet...

Sixth grade: Gong Xiaotian

mom

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