晾衣的细绳上挂满了颜色各异的衣物,皂香裹挟着雨后青草的味道飘出了窗户,飘进了我的心。我抬头看见阳台上的一串衣物,不禁在心中为自己点了个赞。我不洗衣服。每天放学与晚餐之间的空隙,我宁愿在寝室里发呆,也不愿和室友一起去洗衣服。我不懂,明明这些事情妈妈都会替我们做好,何必亲力亲为?直到有一天,始料未及的瓢泼大雨将我浇 Hanging clothesline covered with different colors of clothing, soap cobbled with the smell of grass after the wind floated out of the window, floated into my heart. I looked up and saw a bunch of clothes on the balcony, can not help but point for myself in the heart of a like. I do not wash clothes. Every day between school and dinner, I would rather stay in the bedroom in a daze, do not want to wash clothes with roommates. I do not understand, obviously, these things will be done for our mother, why go hand in hand? Until one day, the unexpected rain pouring me