妈妈的爱

我特别喜欢吃妈妈的面条。妈妈擀的面条特别富有弹性，精细均匀，无论怎么煮，水都是清亮的，面条总是柔韧的，谁吃了都会说好。

I like mom's noodles very much. The noodles rolled by my mother are very elastic, fine and even. No matter how they are cooked, the water is clear, and the noodles are always flexible. Whoever eats them will say good.

我们家并不是经常吃面条的，那是因为擀面条既费时又费力，有一次，我不经意地说：“我最爱吃妈妈煮的面条。”因此，每隔一天妈妈都给我煮一次。每次擀面条时，妈妈总爱给我说些什么：如何做人，如何做事，如何学习等等。看着妈妈那熟而有力的手，心里总是暖暖的，时间在擀面杖下一年年地过去了，我也渐渐地长大了。有一次，在妈妈擀面条时，我突然发现妈妈擀面的动作有些吃力了。当妈妈抬手撩起垂下的头发时，我发现妈妈头发里蕴夹着一根根白头发！看着妈妈，我充满感激的心中又多了一些不安。

Our family doesn't often eat noodles. It's because it takes time and effort to roll out noodles. Once, I said casually, "I like noodles cooked by my mother best." So my mother cooked it for me every other day. Every time I roll out noodles, my mother always likes to say something to me: how to be a person, how to do things, how to learn and so on. Looking at my mother's mature and powerful hand, I always feel warm in my heart. The time passed year by year under the rolling pin, and I grew up gradually. Once, when my mother rolled the noodles, I suddenly found that my mother had some difficulty rolling the noodles. When my mother raised her hand to lift her drooping hair, I found that there was a white hair in her hair! Looking at my mother, I feel a little more uneasy with gratitude.

前不久，有一次回家，我对妈妈说，要到南乐去考试。第二天，妈妈早早地擀好面条等我。那次考试我得了第9名，我知道那是妈妈的面条里倾注了太多的感情，倾注了太多的信心和太多的力量。

Not long ago, when I went home, I said to my mother that I would go to Nanle for the exam. The next day, my mother rolled the noodles and waited for me. I got the 9th place in that exam. I knew that it was my mother's noodles that poured too much emotion, too much confidence and too much strength.

如果有一天，妈妈再也擀不动面条了，但是我相信，那时候妈妈对我的爱会更深更浓的！因为妈妈对我的爱是没有终点的，是无限的，是永存的，妈妈这样爱我，我也会更爱我的妈妈。

If one day, my mother can't roll noodles any more, but I believe that at that time, my mother's love for me will be deeper and stronger! Because my mother's love for me has no end, is infinite, is eternal, so my mother loves me, I will love my mother more.