岁月的流沙从指尖划过，是什么一路伴我成长，是母爱。冰心曾说：“小小的花，也想抬起头来感谢春光的爱。”我想，母爱定是伴我成长的那春光，让我如沐春风。
The flowing sand of time brushes through my fingertips, what has accompanied me throughout my growth? It is maternal love. Bingxin once said, "Even a small flower, I want to lift my head to thank the love of spring." I believe that maternal love must be the spring that accompanies me as I grow up, making me feel like I am basking in the spring breeze.
静悄悄的夜里，我正在房间里复习，因为平时没有认真去做好复习。所以考前临时抱佛脚的我，面对如山的试卷和提纲，心里是又着急又懊悔。
On a quiet night, I was studying in my room because I didn't usually focus on my studies. So, as someone who was cramming before the exam, facing a mountain of papers and outlines, I felt both anxious and regretful in my heart.
突然，门被打开了，“这么晚了还不睡呀？”妈妈边说边将把手中的热牛奶放在我面前。“别吵我，我一会就睡。”话一出口，余光中我看到妈妈明显一愣。心里的焦虑不安让我对关心我的妈妈表现得不耐烦。风从窗户溜进，吹起妈妈额头的刘海，妈妈把窗户关好，拉上窗帘，转头对我说：“风大，早点休息，牛奶趁热喝。”
Suddenly, the door was opened. "You're still awake so late?" Mom said as she placed the hot milk in front of me. Don't disturb me, I'll fall asleep soon. "As soon as I spoke, I saw my mother clearly stunned. The anxiety and unease in my heart make me impatient with my caring mother. The wind slipped in through the window, blowing up the bangs on my mother's forehead. She closed the window, pulled up the curtains, and turned to me, saying, "The wind is strong, go to bed early and drink milk while it's hot
天空下着雨，偌大的校园里斑驳的人影显得有些冷清。天空阴沉沉的，就如同我刚得知考试结果后的心情一般。数学考试接连的失利，使我几乎失去了原来的自信。周围的安慰声所拼凑出来的信心，如同易碎的玻璃，连我自己都无法说服。
The sky is raining, and the mottled figures in the vast campus appear somewhat desolate. The sky was gloomy, just like the mood I felt when I first learned about the exam results. The consecutive failures in math exams have almost caused me to lose my original confidence. The confidence pieced together by the comforting voices around me is like fragile glass, even I cannot convince myself.
几家欢喜几家愁，同学们议论纷纷，我甚至想着逃避。回到了家，我站在窗前看着夜幕，那一抹夜色似乎写尽了孤独，耳边响起一声叹息。回过头，妈妈站在我身后，她似乎已经站了许久，但什么也没有说，我们心头各有一番滋味。过了许久，妈妈开口了，“出去走走吗？”我没有回应，只是拿起一把伞。
Several families are happy, while others are sad. My classmates are discussing and even thinking about escaping. Returning home, I stood by the window watching the darkness, which seemed to have written away my loneliness. A sigh echoed in my ear. Looking back, my mother stood behind me. She seemed to have been standing for a long time, but she didn't say anything. We each had our own feelings. After a long time, my mother spoke up, 'Are you going out for a walk?' I didn't respond, just picked up an umbrella.
妈妈挽着我的手，指着门前的一片小苔藓，这些苔藓绿油油的，散发着生命的气息。夜色似乎温柔了许多，我蓦然觉得灯火可亲。妈妈对我说，这些苔藓之前干巴巴的，它们之所以能这样有生气，是因为它们在雨到来一周前就做好了一切的准备。当水降落在苔藓身上时，早已准备好的细胞就开始疯狂地吸收，成千上万的细胞膨胀起来，苔藓就在叶片和茎间储水，一面盛水，一面吸收阳光。如果它们不提前准备好，那么它们就会被大雨冲刷掉。妈妈看起来还有许多话想说，但最终不过两句“别太在意结果，尽力就好。天冷，别着凉。”我轻轻“嗯”了一声。
My mother held my hand and pointed to a small patch of moss in front of the door, which was green and emitted the breath of life. The night seems much gentler, and I suddenly feel that the lights are approachable. My mother told me that these mosses were dry before, and the reason why they were so lively was because they had prepared everything a week before the rain came. When water falls on moss, the prepared cells begin to absorb it frantically, with thousands of cells expanding. Moss stores water between its leaves and stems, absorbing both water and sunlight. If they are not prepared in advance, they will be washed away by heavy rain. Mom seemed to have a lot more to say, but in the end, it was just two sentences: 'Don't worry too much about the outcome, just try your best. It's cold, don't catch a cold.' I gave a gentle 'hmm'.
望着妈妈担忧的神情，我忽然明白了，只有随时做好充分的准备，把握时机才能成功，怎能因为一点小挫折就一蹶不振呢？雨停了，一阵风吹来，浓郁的乌云散去，我这才发现灯火那么亮，星星如此闪耀，夜色灿烂而温柔。我对妈妈笑了笑，说：“妈妈，你先进去吧，我已经好了。”风吹起妈妈额前的刘海，我看到了她黑发里不知几时藏着的银丝。岁月的声音轻而温柔地牵动我的心，有一种沉重的力量。脚步声轻轻的，也重重的，所有的冷清和不如意都是过客。温柔的灯光下。我欢欢喜喜地弯起了眉眼，脚步声停，偌大的院子又只剩我一人，但我不再垂头丧气，带着妈妈的温柔关怀，我知道她会一直默默守护支持我，有她在，我便有勇往直前的勇气。
Looking at my mother's worried expression, I suddenly understood that only by being fully prepared at all times and seizing opportunities can we succeed. How can we be discouraged by a small setback? The rain stopped, a gust of wind blew, and the thick dark clouds dispersed. Only then did I realize how bright the lights were, how shining the stars were, and the night was bright and gentle. I smiled at my mother and said, 'Mom, you go in first, I'm already fine.' The wind blew my mother's bangs, and I saw the silver strands hidden in her black hair at some point. The sound of time gently and gently touches my heart, with a heavy power. The footsteps were light and heavy, and all the desolation and dissatisfaction were just passing by. Under the gentle light. I happily curved my eyebrows and eyes, the footsteps stopped, and I was the only one left in the vast courtyard. But I was no longer dejected. With my mother's gentle care, I knew she would always silently protect and support me. With her by my side, I had the courage to move forward bravely.
静悄悄的夜里，我看见了万千星辰。我的那颗星，光不是最耀眼，但为了照耀我，她倾尽所有光芒。她就是我的母亲，让我能温柔且坚定地走在成长路上。
On a quiet night, I saw countless stars. My star, the light is not the most dazzling, but in order to shine on me, she pours out all her radiance. She is my mother, who allows me to walk gently and firmly on the path of growth.