读完《有一天,妈妈老了》这本书,我的心久久不能平静。我忍不住跑到妈妈跟前,对她说:“妈妈,让我牵着你的手,一直走!”妈妈吃了一惊,用莫名其妙的眼光看着我。我把这本书的内容讲给妈妈,妈妈听了之后也很感动。她把我拉进怀里,用下巴抵着我的脑袋,没有说话。当我们蹒跚学步时,是谁牵着我们的小手,一步步地往前走?当我们渐渐长大时,又是谁为我们遮风挡雨,伴着我们成 After reading “one day, my mother is old,” this book, my heart can not be calm for a long time. I can not help but run to her mother, said to her: “Mom, let me hold your hand and keep walking! ” Mom was taken aback, looked at me with inexplicable vision. I talked about the content of this book to my mom, and my mother was very touched after listening to it. She pulled me into my arms and put my chin against my head, without speaking. When we were toddlers, who took our little hand, walked forward step by step? As we grow older, who is our shelter, accompanied by us into