一碗麵條_1100字

一碗麵條

　　我們人人都感受過母愛，而母愛不一定是驚天動地的大事，而是由涓涓細流彙集而成的，母愛更多是潤物細無聲，在生活中無處不在。也許是你上學前的一句叮嚀，也許是夏天裡一個冷冷的冰淇淋，也許是你生病時的一個撫摸……　

　　記得有一年冬天，我在放學回家的路上，刺骨的北風迎面向我吹來，打在我的臉上，像刀割一樣，我想用手捂住自己的臉，但卻發現手已經凍的不聽使喚了，上牙與下牙只打顫，我想儘快跑回家，可是腳已經凍僵了。　

　　我一步一挪步履艱難的回到了家，進到家裡，身上才稍微暖和了一些，這時，我媽媽走了過來，並端來了一碗熱氣騰騰、香氣撲鼻的麵條，她微笑着說：“來，快吃碗麵條暖暖身子吧，你在外面一定凍壞了。”我先看看了媽媽那張慈祥的臉，又望了望她手中的麵條，　

　　心裡暖暖的，身上的寒冷一下子就飛得無影無蹤了。我接過來麵條仔細端祥了一番：雪白的麵條、青綠色的湯、上面還飄着蔥花，我頓時熱淚盈眶，流下了幸福和感激的眼淚，我一口一口的把麵條喝了下去。雖然這只是一碗普普通通的清湯麵，但我感覺它是人世間最美味的佳肴！因為了裡面包含着母親對我那份溫馨的愛意。這愛是濃濃的，濃濃的糊在心頭。　

　　人世間最真摯、最無私、最無暇的愛便是母愛，誰言寸草心、報得三春暉，我一定好好學習，長大后報答母親的養育之恩！謝謝你我親愛的母親！　

　　A bowl of noodles　

　　We all felt a mother, but maternal love are not necessarily earth-shaking event, but by the trickle of drops, and maternal love more to moisten things silently, in life everywhere. Perhaps the one before school exhort you, maybe a cold ice cream in the summer, perhaps a touch when you are sick … …　

　　Remember one winter, I was walking home from school, the biting north wind blowing in the face to me, playing on my face, like a knife, I would like to hand over his face, but that hand has been lose control of the cold, only the upper teeth and lower teeth chattering, I tried my best sprint home, but the foot has been frozen.　

　　I have moved a step back gets tough at home, into the house, who was a little warm some, then, my mother came over, and end to a bowl of steaming, fragrant noodles, she said, smiling :, "Come, quick warm up a bowl of noodles it, you must freeze out." I saw my mother look goes kind face, and looked her in the hands of noodles,　

　　The warm heart, cold body suddenly flying without a trace. I took it carefully side Cheung noodles a lot: white noodles, green soup, topped with chopped green onion floating, I suddenly tears, shed tears of happiness and gratitude, I drank a mouthful of the noodles down. Although this is only a bowl of soup noodles ordinary, but I feel it is the most delicious food on earth! Because the there is a good mother to my share of warm love. This love is deep, thick paste in the heart.　

　　The most sincere human world, the most selfless, maternal love is the most love of all, Who made the inch of grass, reported in the apartments, I must study hard and grow up to repay his mother for the upbringing of grace! Thank you my dear mother!