夜已很深了，我却一点睡意也没有。明天就是母亲节了，我送给妈妈什么礼物呢?我苦苦地思索着，不知道妈妈喜欢我送她什么礼物。我希望，当我明天放学回来，把那份特殊的礼物送到妈妈手里的时候，她会微笑地蹲下来，把我紧紧地搂在怀里……
The night is very deep, but I am not sleepy at all. Tomorrow is mother's day, what gift do I give to my mother? I think hard, I don't know what gift my mother likes me to give her. I hope that when I come back from school tomorrow and send that special gift to my mother, she will squat down with a smile and hold me tightly in her arms
我不禁下了床，走到阳台上，一阵微凉的夜风扑面而来，让宁静的夜晚多了一种飘逸的思绪。我想，这夜风都顾不上黑夜的阻拦，正急急忙忙地赶着夜路，是要把自己的礼物送给天空妈妈吧。而我，还没有准备好送给妈妈的礼物，是否我应该送一束鲜花、一张水彩画、一块香浓的巧克力，还是一个甜蜜的吻、一首古老的歌，还是为妈妈洗一次脚、剪一次指甲、做一道她喜欢的菜?……这习习的夜风，也没有把它的灵感送给我。
I can't help getting out of bed, walking to the balcony, a cool night breeze came, let the quiet night more a kind of elegant thoughts. I think the night wind can't care about the obstruction of the night. It's rushing to catch up with the night road. It's to give its gift to sky mother. But I haven't prepared a gift for my mother yet. Should I send a bunch of flowers, a watercolor, a piece of fragrant chocolate, a sweet kiss, an old song, or wash my feet, cut my nails and make a dish she likes The familiar night wind didn't give me its inspiration.
在辗转反侧中，我迷迷糊糊地度过了漫长的一夜。第二天一早，我草草地吃过妈妈为我精心准备的早饭，躲开妈妈的目光，匆忙地背起书包上学了。
In tossing and turning, I spent a long night in a daze. The next morning, I had my mother's breakfast carefully prepared for me. I dodged my mother's eyes and hurriedly picked up my schoolbag and went to school.
在上学的路上，一缕缕温暖的阳光照在我的脸上，仿佛妈妈浓浓的爱洒向我。坐在车上，我看见座位前面，一个七八岁的小女孩依偎在她妈妈的怀里，她的妈妈满脸微笑地抱着一束鲜花。我想，那束鲜花，一定是那个孩子送给她妈妈的母亲节礼物吧。而我，却还没有准备好送给妈妈的礼物……
On the way to school, a wisp of warm sunshine shines on my face, as if my mother's strong love spills on me. Sitting in the car, I saw a seven or eight year old girl nestling in her mother's arms. Her mother was smiling and holding a bunch of flowers. I think that bouquet of flowers must be the mother's Day gift that the child gave her mother. But I am not ready for my mother's present
看到这母女俩，我不禁回忆起我和妈妈的点点滴滴——很多时候，只要妈妈的意见和我不同，我就会向妈妈发火。有时候妈妈亲切地问我一些学习上的事情，我也感到很不耐烦……
Seeing the mother and daughter, I can't help remembering my mother and I - many times, as long as my mother's opinion is different from mine, I will get angry with my mother. Sometimes my mother asks me something about my study kindly, and I feel very impatient
“晨晨，吃饭了!”妈妈的喊声打断了我的思绪。我不禁回到现实中，看到满桌丰盛的晚餐，都是我平时最爱吃的菜，我心头一热，抬头看了一眼略显疲倦却仍然满脸微笑的妈妈。原来，为了母亲节的礼物，我经历了一夜加一天的盘算，还没有找到合适的礼物，而妈妈却一点也没有责怪我的意思，依然那么一心一意地关心着我、照顾着我……
"Morning, dinner!" my mother's shout interrupted my thoughts. I can't help but go back to reality and see that the full table of rich dinner is my favorite dish at ordinary times. My heart is hot and I look up at my tired but smiling mother. It turns out that for the gift of mother's day, I went through a night and a day's calculation, but I haven't found the right gift yet, but my mother didn't blame me at all, still caring and caring for me wholeheartedly
我突然想到了一件母亲节最好的礼物。那份礼物，比一束鲜花更美丽，比一曲歌曲更动听，比一缕阳光更温暖，比一块巧克力更甜蜜，比一次行动更持久……
I suddenly thought of the best present for mother's day. That gift, more beautiful than a bunch of flowers, more beautiful than a song, more warm than a ray of sunshine, more sweet than a chocolate, more lasting than an action