每当夜深人静的时候,我总要想家。即便是成为了一名士官,这种念头也没有丝毫的减少。当月光洒进我的床头,徐徐清辉中,母亲总会出现在我的眼帘。我的母亲和战友们的母亲一样,可以用美丽、伟大、慈祥、善良这些词来形容。母亲出生于上个世纪50年代一个贫困的农村家庭,兄弟姊妹有8个,家中排行老大。小时候,母亲常给我们讲她小时候的故事。母亲6岁的时候,就开始跟 Whenever the night is quiet, I always want to homesick. Even to become a noncommissioned officer, this idea has not been the slightest reduction. When the moonlight spilled into my bed, Xu Qinghui, the mother always appears in my eyes. Like the mothers of my comrades, my mother can be described as beautiful, great, kind, kind. The mother was born in a poor rural family in the 1950s, with eight siblings and her eldest family. As a child, my mother often told us about her childhood story. When my mother was 6 years old, I started to follow