过肩的中长直发,戴着一副紫色镜框的眼睛,经常长裙飘飘。按道理,这形象应该是个斯文的淑女。但你们可别被她的形象可迷惑了,她可不是淑女,而是地地道道的女汉子。别人都说,女人是水做的,我看她是“水泥”做的。她是谁?她啊,就是我的妈妈。一天夜里,我莫名其妙地肚子疼,疼得直冒冷汗,哀声连连。爸爸在老家,远水救不了近火。妈妈二话不说,背起我,冲出家门, Over the shoulder in the long straight hair, wearing a purple frame eyes, often long skirt fluttering. Logically, this image should be a gentle lady. But you may not be confused by the image of her, she is not a lady, but an authentic female man. Others say that women are made of water, I think she is “cement ” to do. Who is she? She is my mom. One night, I inexplicably stomachache, pain cold cold sweat, cry again and again. Dad at home, far water can not save near fire. Mama apart from anything else, take me back out of the house,