march 5, is my most memorable day. at noon, we dined early, my mother took to the streets with a bicycle laden me, i can be happy, because my mother took me to choose a brush and ink, this is my long-awaited thing.
we came to town, carefully selected, while her mother look at this, look at that while support; while attention nib, while water moistened stroke, with the hair tip in the hand clockwise rotation, i was wondering, mom tell me the book, this method is mainly used to check the quality of the hair of the pen, the pen hair appear bifurcation if the rotation, not easy to use. i was so e_cited, because i learned a selection brush approach.
mom and i collated pen, put the bicycle in front of the blue house, i sat behind her mothers hand holding her mothers waist, humming a cheerful song to go home ......
on the way home, something une_pected happened. downhill, my mothers bike wheel trip over a stone, just listen to my mother called out: oh! i rolled my mother filled gravel road, in order to protect me, let bike oppress mom qingjishengzhi, out of a push bike, another hand lanzhu me, my mom back from sliding down. and so i got up from the ground, only to find her mother still lying on the ground, i heard not say anything, may be too painful, maybe i do not want to frighten my mother, my mother hand tightly clutching his forehead, blood, or from mothers fingers dipped out, i freaked out, an_iously called: mom, how do you? after a while, my mother looked up, looked at me and whispered: othing, brave mother then rest for a while. i was very nervous, tears soon fall out, no one around, i said to my mother, my grandmother called me back, saying, they ran forward. just run far, my mother stopped me, son, do not go back, you ve_ation afraid on the road, vehicles, how do you hit? dad, grandpa not at home, your grandmother feet and inconvenient, a an_ious, it can be bad!
i looked at the mother and an_ious e_pression of pain, bad enough. and so my mother rest for a while, i helped my mother propped bike, walk slowly on the way home, to the house, ill call the hospitals director of surgery - uncle cheung. uncle cheung and i came home and saw my mother being a mirror cleansing wounds. and so my mother went to the hospital sew up the wound, is night.
recall that this day really memorable! while the ink has been spilled on the ground, but i understand from my mother calm eyes what is brave, what is decisive, what is cool, what a great maternal love!
3月5日，是我最难忘的日子。中午，我们早早的吃了饭，妈妈用自行车驮着我上街，我可高兴了，因为妈妈带我去选毛笔和墨汁，这是我盼望已久的事。
我们来到小镇上，精挑细选，妈妈一会儿瞧瞧这支，一会儿看看那支；一会儿注意笔尖，一会儿用水润了润笔锋，用毛笔尖在手上顺时针旋转，我正纳闷，妈妈告书我，这种方法主要是用来检查笔毛的质量，如果旋转时笔毛出现了分叉，就不好用了。我兴奋极了，因为我学到了选择毛笔的方法。
我和妈妈整理好笔，放在自行车前面的蓝子里，我坐在妈妈的背后，手抱着妈妈的腰，哼着欢快的歌回家……
回家的路上，一件意想不到的事情发生了。下坡时，妈妈的自行车前轮绊到了一块石头，只听妈妈叫了一声：“不好！”我和妈妈滚到了布满石渣的路上，为了保护我，不让自行车压着我，妈妈情急生智，将自行车往外一推，另外一只手揽住我，我从妈妈背上滑了下来。等我从地上起来，才发现妈妈还趴在地上，一声未吭，也许是太疼了，也许妈妈不愿意让我吓着，妈妈紧紧地用手捂着额头，鲜血还是从妈妈的指缝里浸了出来，我吓坏了，焦急地叫到：“妈妈，你怎么了？”过了好一阵子，妈妈才抬起头来，看着我，小声地说：“没什么，勇敢一点，妈妈再休息一会儿。”我紧张得很，眼泪快掉出来了，周围一个人也没有，我对妈妈说，我回去叫奶奶，说着，就向前跑去。刚跑不远，妈妈叫住了我，“儿子，别回去了，你在路上又急又怕，车辆多，撞到你怎么办？爸爸、爷爷都不在家，你奶奶脚又不方便，一着急，那可不好了！”
我看着妈妈痛苦又着急的表情，也就罢了。等妈妈休息了一会，我帮妈妈扶起自行车，慢慢的走在回家的路上，到了家，我去叫医院的外科主任-张伯伯。我和张伯伯回家时，看见妈妈正对着镜子清冼伤口。等妈妈去医院缝好伤口，已是晚上了。
回想这一天，真让人难忘！虽然墨汁已经泼在了地上，但我从妈妈镇定的眼神里明白了什么是勇敢，什么是果断，什么是冷静，什么是伟大的母爱！