是谁给予我们生命？是妈妈；是谁用甘甜的乳汁哺育我们？是妈妈；是谁在我们成长中默默付出而不求回报？是妈妈。
Who gave us life? It's Mom; Who nurtures us with sweet milk? It's Mom; Who silently contributes to our growth without expecting anything in return? It's Mom.
我的妈妈有一头乌黑的秀发，皮肤光滑，两条月牙似的眉毛下面有一双炯炯有神的眼睛。一个挺直的鼻子镶嵌在一张樱桃小嘴的上方，漂亮极了！
My mother has black hair, smooth skin, and a pair of bright and lively eyes under her crescent shaped eyebrows. A straight nose embedded above a cherry mouth, extremely beautiful!
她漂亮的时候像个仙女，可严厉的时候就像完全变了一个人似的。
When she is beautiful, she looks like a fairy, but when she is strict, she seems like a completely different person.
一个周末的下午，我在玩《我的世界》。突然，一阵钥匙开门声把我从游戏世界拉回了现实。我心想：不好，妈妈回来了！于是我赶紧关掉手机，满脸堆笑地去迎接妈妈。妈妈诧异地看着我，说：“站这儿干嘛？还不看书去？”我只好乖乖地进屋，装模作样地看书去了。
On a weekend afternoon, I was playing Minecraft. Suddenly, the sound of a key opening the door pulled me back from the gaming world to reality. I thought to myself: No good, Mom is back! So I quickly turned off my phone and went to greet my mother with a smile on my face. My mother looked at me in surprise and said, '; Why are you standing here? Not going to read yet? ” I had to obediently enter the house and pretend to read a book.
没过一会，我听见妈妈鼻子吸气的声音。心里一惊：完了，妈妈肯定发现我刚才在玩游戏了。只见她那月牙似的眉毛瞬间变成两把黑色的弯刀，眼睛瞪得和铜铃一样大，鼻子呼呼地往外喷着气，那咬牙切齿的样子，恨不得要把我一口吃掉。她愤怒地冲我吼道：“不是和你说了吗？玩游戏会影响学习，你怎么还玩？”我理直气壮地说：“我同学玩游戏，成绩不也很好吗？”
After a while, I heard my mother inhaling through her nose. I'm done, Mom must have noticed that I was playing a game just now. I saw her crescent shaped eyebrows instantly transform into two black curved knives, her eyes widened to the size of copper bells, her nose spewing air, and her gritted teeth, wishing she could devour me in one bite. She angrily shouted at me, '; Didn't I tell you? Playing games can affect learning, why are you still playing? ” I confidently say: '; My classmate plays games, isn't his grades also very good? ”
此时，妈妈的脸被气成了猪肝色，她不由分说，一巴掌就朝我扇过来。顿时，我只觉得脸上火辣辣地疼，心中有一股怒火好像要喷涌出来。我从书架上抓起她送给我的陶瓷擎天柱，狠狠地往地上一摔，擎天柱被摔得七零八落。我觉得还不解气，又拿起锤子把她买给我的新手表砸了个粉碎。妈妈见了，气不打一处来，抄起棍子就往我头上招呼。幸好我有锤子抵挡一下，不然就死翘翘了。妈妈更生气了，她一把抢过锤子，扬起棍子对我一顿狂揍。屋里，只听见棍子划破空气的声音和我嗷嗷的惨叫声……
At this moment, my mother's face turned liver colored with anger. Without hesitation, she slapped me. Suddenly, I felt a burning pain on my face and a surge of anger in my heart as if about to erupt. I picked up the ceramic Optimus Prime that she gave me from the bookshelf and threw it hard to the ground, causing it to fall in pieces. I still feel frustrated, so I picked up a hammer and smashed the new watch she bought me to pieces. Mom was infuriated when she saw this and picked up a stick to greet me on the head. Fortunately, I had a hammer to withstand it, otherwise I would have died. My mother became even angrier. She snatched the hammer and threw a stick at me, giving me a severe beating. Inside the room, I could only hear the sound of sticks piercing the air and my screams of agony; …
“世上只有妈妈好，有妈的孩子像块宝。”别的孩子都是被妈妈捧在手心里宠了宝，而我却在妈妈的棍子下无奈长大。可尽管如此，我还是相信妈妈心里是爱我的，只是这种爱严厉得让我有些害怕。
“ Only a mother is good in the world, a child with a mother is like a treasure. ” Other children were pampered by their mothers, while I grew up helpless under their sticks. Nevertheless, I still believe that my mother loves me in her heart, but this kind of love is so strict that I feel a little scared.