一阳春三月是播种希望、耕织梦想的季节。今年的三月却撕碎了我对母亲的希望和梦想。那天,黄沙弥漫整个天空,狂风夹裹着黄沙,肆虐地撕裂着树枝上刚刚萌发出来的嫩芽,似乎要吞噬大漠中仅有的绿色。我坐在电脑前,正在埋头策划一项工作方案。突然,手机响了,是大哥的电话。我急忙拿起手机,按下接听键,一个急促的声音从电话那端传来,“老幺!妈病了,在区医院检查,医生说妈得了鳞细胞口腔癌, A Spring March is the season of sowing hope, cultivating dreams. March of this year has shattered my hopes and dreams for my mother. That day, yellow sand filled the sky, the wind sandwiched yellow sand, raging just tearing buds sprouting on the branches, it seems to devour the only green in the desert. Sitting at my computer, I was planning a work plan. Suddenly, the phone rang, is the brother’s phone. I quickly picked up the phone, press the answer button, a rapid voice came from the end of the phone, ”old unitary! Mom sick, check in the district hospital, the doctor said mother had sclerodermal oral cancer,