午后的阳光,洒了尘间一地。我提着书包,一路小跑回到家里。一进门,就听见厨房里传来餐具碰撞的声音,我叫了声“妈”便把书包扔在沙发上。妈妈听见我的声音,从厨房里走了出来,亲切地说:“今天隔壁家的胖嫂给我们送了一点黄花菜,我用来煮面了,马上就可以吃了啊。”我愣了一下,看着她手上还拿着菜勺,就笑着说:“知道了。”妈妈急忙转身回到厨房,又开始忙活去了,她一走我就躺在了沙发上。沙发旁的桌子上摆着一本旧相册,我翻开相册,掉出一张我睡眼朦胧的照片,看样子,妈妈一个人的时 Afternoon sun, sprinkled on the ground. I carry a bag, trot all the way back home. As soon as I got in, I heard a clash of dishes coming from the kitchen, and I called “Mom” and dropped the bag on the couch. My mother heard my voice and walked out of the kitchen, affectionately saying: “The fat sister next door gave us a little lily, and I used to cook noodles, and I could eat it right away.” “I Stunned for a moment, looked at her hand still holding a ladle, smiled and said: ”my mother turned hurriedly back to the kitchen, and began to go busy, and she left I lay on the couch . Sofa next to the table with an old album, I opened the album, dropped out of a sleepy my sleepy photos, it seems, when a mother alone