黑暗掳走了明亮，亲情燃起了灯光。
Darkness has taken away brightness, and family affection has ignited the light.
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家中的电力箱时断时行，黑暗常常就在刹那间接了光明的班。
The power box at home runs intermittently, and darkness often interrupts the light in an instant.
周五放学回家，刚刚坐在桌前，一股焦味“吸溜”一声就蹿了鼻腔。我捏住了鼻子，皱紧了眉头，心想这不会哪里烧起来了吧，望着窗外漆黑的天，脑中突然闪过一个念头。果不其然，“啪”，窗外的夜袭进了房间，断电了。
On Friday after school, just as I was sitting at my desk, a burning smell "sucked" and jumped into my nose. I pinched my nose, furrowed my brow, and thought to myself, 'Isn't this burning somewhere?' Looking out the window at the pitch black sky, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind. As expected, 'pa', the night outside the window rushed into the room and the power was cut off.
眼前一片灰暗，转头望向四周，只有模糊的几片轮廓，心中不由得着急起来。这么黑，作业该如何是好啊！这时，耳中传来了开门的声音，一道刺眼的光亮打进了眼帘，妈妈进了房间：“家中的电箱烧坏了，你爸正去叫电工修呢。”我紧绷的心总算是松了一些，借助妈妈用手机打出的亮光，我翻开了作业本。
In front of me, everything was gloomy. I turned my head and looked around, only a few blurry outlines. I couldn't help but feel anxious. It's so dark, what should I do with my homework! At this moment, the sound of opening the door came from my ears, and a dazzling light entered my eyes. My mother entered the room and said, "The electrical box at home is burnt out, and your father is going to call an electrician to fix it." My tense heart finally relaxed a bit, and with the help of the light my mother used her phone to play, I opened my workbook.
时间似流水，举手投足间，已经过去了一个小时，我的眼皮早已被这刺眼的光亮照的打起了架，手头的作业按常理早应该写完了，可翻来翻去，仍有好几页，我烦躁的挠了挠头，又动起了笔。这时，笔间光抖动了下，我赶忙抬起了头，望见的却是妈妈的笑脸，我这才又低下了头。
Time flows like water, with every movement and gesture. An hour has already passed, and my eyelids have been beaten up by the glaring light. The homework at hand should have been finished long ago according to common sense, but flipping through it, there are still several pages left. I scratched my head irritably and started writing again. At this moment, the light between the pens flickered, and I quickly lifted my head. What I saw was my mother's smiling face, so I lowered my head again.
耳畔不断的响起维修的声音，手中的笔也在字里行间疾驰，终于，作业被笔征服了。我轻轻的合上了作业本，抬起头望向妈妈，灯光没有能照在她的脸颊之上，却反射出了下巴上几滴晶莹的汗珠。我的心一酸，赶紧抽出了一张纸巾，想要帮妈妈擦拭一下。此时，屋内的灯猛然亮了，我赶紧下意识得再看看妈妈，妈妈已经撑在桌上睡着了，脸上全是滚滚的汗珠，在灯光的照射下，刺进了我的心头——即使都累到睡着了，手依旧将灯光打在桌面之上。顿时，一股热流涌向眼角，我用双眼擒住了这感动与心疼，轻轻擦拭着妈妈的劳累。
The sound of repairs kept ringing in my ears, and the pen in my hand raced between the lines. Finally, the homework was conquered by the pen. I gently closed my workbook and looked up at my mother. The light didn't shine on her cheeks, but instead reflected a few glistening beads of sweat from her chin. My heart ached, so I quickly pulled out a tissue to help my mother wipe it. At this moment, the lights in the room suddenly turned on, and I instinctively had to look at my mother again. She had already fallen asleep on the table, with rolling sweat on her face. Under the light, it pierced my heart - even though she was so tired that she fell asleep, her hands still shone the light on the table. Suddenly, a wave of heat rushed towards the corner of my eye, and I captured the emotion and heartache with my eyes, gently wiping away my mother's fatigue.
父亲的询问声传来：“灯亮了吗？”
Father's inquiry came, 'Is the light on?'
我赶忙回应。回头时，妈妈已经醒了。她翻了翻我的作业，向我投来了赞许的目光，走出了房间，灯光照着她的身影，也将温暖与感动照进了我的心头。
I quickly responded. When I turned around, my mother had already woken up. She flipped through my homework, gave me a approving look, walked out of the room, and the light shone on her figure, bringing warmth and emotion into my heart.