妈妈,我想对你说
Mom, I want to say to you
母爱像春天的暖风，吹拂着你的心；
Maternal love like a spring warm wind, blowing your heart;
母爱像绵绵细雨，轻轻拍打着你的脸面，滋润着你的心田；
Maternal love like continuous drizzle, and gently pat with your face, moisten your heart field;
母爱像冬天的火炉，给你在严冬中营造暖人心意的阳光。
Maternal love like winter stove, give you warm in winter in mind sunshine builds.
人世间的儿女们，望着两鬓斑白的母亲，哪一个不辛酸至极呢？
World children, looking liangbinbanbai mother, which not extremely bitter?
母亲赋予给我的爱实在、朴实、严厉，有时还有点诗情画意。
Mother gave to give my love really, guileless, tough, sometimes have some poetic charms.
恍惚中，我的思绪回到了童年。
A trance, I thought back to my childhood.
我看见一个忙碌的身影，那是母亲在辛勤工作；
I saw a busy in figure, that's mother worked hard;
我看见一个疲惫的身影，那是母亲在为我编织寒衣；
I saw a figure, it is tired in the summer for my mother weave;
我看见一个欢快的身影，那是母亲在为我学习进步而高兴。
I saw a bright scene, that's mother for my study progress in delighted.
细细回想，在我的生活中，哪一天又少了母亲的身影？
Carefully back in my life, which one day again little mother figure?
每当我哭时，妈妈就安慰我；
Whenever I cry, mother comforts me;
每当我感到像一只孤弱无助的小鸟时，妈妈就张开她那宽广的臂膀，给我温暖和爱的气息。
Whenever I feel like a helpless little bird, my mother opened her broad arms, give me warm and loving breath.
有一次我们学校里打针，结果我晕血。
Once we school result, I YunXie injection.
那时正值中午，妈妈听说后，二话没说，连中午饭都没吃就匆匆赶到学校，背我去找医生，后来妈妈请假在医院陪我。
Then comes after noon, mother heard, without further ado, even didn't eat lunch is hurried to school, back I go to see a doctor, then mom leave in the hospital with me.
当时我看见妈妈很伤心，不知为什么，我也感到一丝心酸。
At that time I saw mother very sad, somehow, I also feel a little sad.
还有一次，我和爸爸妈妈买了一个大西瓜。
On another occasion, my parents and I bought a big watermelon.
回到家，还没吃，我的口水都流出来了。
Back home, and haven't eat, my saliva all out.
妈妈切好瓜后，先给了我一块瓜籽少，瓜肉甜的一块。
Mother cut good melon first, gave me a melon seeds, less a piece of meat sweet melons.
她却吃瓜籽多，瓜肉不是很甜的一块。
But she ate melon seed, melon meat is not very sweet piece.
但母爱有时也会是严厉的。
But maternal love is sometimes harsh.
我一直有粗心大意的不好习惯。
I have been careless bad habits.
有次，我在学校上体育课后不小心丢失了衣服。
Once, I at school gym class accidentally lost clothes.
回家后，妈妈狠狠批评了我一顿。
After coming home, mother severely criticized the me a lesson.
但我知道，妈妈其实也很心痛，她也不想骂她的儿子，但也只有这样，才能促使我改掉粗心大意的毛病。
But I know, mom is also very heartache, she also don't want to scold her son, but also only in this way can we prompted me to get rid of careless habit.
母爱是爱里面最伟大的一种。
Maternal love is the greatest love inside a.
儿女是母亲用自己的爱浇灌而成的花草，儿女的成长离不开母亲的每一滴爱。
Children with our love is the mother of flowers and plants, water and into the growth of the children from mother each drop of love.
母亲，一生为儿女护航，默默在儿女背后为儿女导引方向。
Mother, life for their children behind escort, children in silence to provide direction for their children.
母亲对我们的爱，是我们所能报答得了的吗？
Mother's love for us, as we can repay got?
正如《游子吟》所曰：“谁言寸草心，报得三春晖。”
As the wandering moans of yue: "who grass-inch heart, reported in the apartments."
母亲的心
The heart of a mother
吉林 冯 伟
Jilin von wei
秋意正浓，小路上铺满金黄的叶子。
Autumn is strong, the path is covered with golden yellow leaves.
每一片叶子，都是一个日，在母亲的身后堆积成过去。
Every leaf, is a day, in the build up in the past behind mother.
春天、夏天的童话都已发了黄，夹在落叶中不见了踪迹，秋阳依旧温暖，淡淡的金色仍可以编织一篇童话——给秋天。
Spring, summer fairy tale has sent yellow, clip in in leaves just missing trail, still warm, light golden can still knitting a fairy tale - give autumn. Papers
秋夜，偶然停了电，摇曳的烛光把妈妈的身影投在墙上，凝重、飘逸，宛如披着羽衣的仙女在沉思。
The autumn leaves, the accidental stopped electricity, the mother of the candle flickered on the wall, dignified figure shots as, elegant, covered with clothes fairy in meditation.
那一刻，我真希望那影子是一张剪纸，可以夹进书页，留一个永恒。
At that moment, I wish that the shadow is a paper-cut, can clip into pages, leave an eternity.
可是，那毕竟只是一个影子，转瞬即逝。
But it was only a shadow, fleeting.
来电后，母亲又恢复了忙碌，那匆忙的影子毕竟是抓不住的。
Call back, mother after the shadow, then hurried busy squandering is after all.
其实，我要珍藏的也不止是那影子，还有妈妈重新披起羽衣的神情。
Actually, I will treasure of also are more than shadow, and mother to the beatles on clothes look.
母亲有一件美丽的羽衣，是读了一篇童话后才知道的。
Mother has a beautiful clothes, is read a story after the fairy tale don't know.
文中说：每个母亲原本都是一个美丽的仙女，都有一件羽衣，可以让她飞翔；
This paper said: every mother originally is a beautiful fairy, have a piece clothes, can let she fly;
可当她决定做母亲时，那羽衣就锁进了一只永不会再打开的箱子。
But when she decided to make mother, the clothes will lock into a will never try to open the box.
而我的希望正是要母亲重新披起羽衣。
And I hope it is mother to phi on clothes.
摇篮边，她的眸子是会唱歌的星星，周围的一切都在她的歌声中动了起来。
At the cradle, her eyes were singing stars, everything around in her singing moves.
后来，母亲是童话，在她的声音里哭也清晰，笑也清，忘记了母亲那时的模样，只记得那时母亲是仙女。
Afterwards, mother is a fairy tale, in her voice cry, laugh too clear, forget mother also clear then appearance, just remember when mothers is fairy.
再后来，母亲又忙了起来，清晨拉了我去公园嗅叶的清香，雨夜拥我在怀中似听雨的呢喃……
Later, the mother was busy up, morning pulled me to the park smell leaf of subtle fragrance, rainy night wrap me in the TingYu bosom like twitter...
我终于知道，母亲的羽衣未收起，而是从我发出第一声啼哭起就披到了我的身上……
I finally know, mother fold the clothes, but not from my first sound crying out to wrap up on me...
十几年来，母亲的彩笔一直都在画我，从没舍得为自己多画一笔。
For over ten years, the mother scenery have been painting I, never willing to draw a pen for himself.
今天，当我想还一个体贴给母亲时，一张初三的课表又把我埋进了书里。
Today, when I want to return a considerate to mother, a third day's schedule and bury me into the book.
把爱写在今天，把报答留给明天，竟成了我无奈中唯一可以期望实践的诺言。
Put your love to write in today, tomorrow, he was rewarded for the only I helpless can expect practice promise.
母亲仅有一本相册，留住了她的青春。
Mother only a photo album, keep her youth.
但不知是因为过于忙碌，还是不想重拾朝花，她竟轻易不去翻它。
But don't know because too busy, or don't want to regain8 toward flowers, she unexpectedly easily not to turn it.
母亲再也不像我儿时那么神秘——没有时间去听《梁祝》，连最爱看的电视剧，也总是在结束之前就悄然睡去……
Mother don't like my childhood so mysterious -- no time to listen to "butterfly lovers", even the most favorite TV show, also always sneak in closing to sleep...
而当我承诺给母亲买什么东西时，母亲的笑又是那么无怨无悔，甚至还颇有几分我终于懂得的欣慰。
And when I promised mother what to buy, mother smile is so regrets, even quite a few minutes I finally understand gratified.
难道，母亲的心只两句话就得到满足?
Don't, mother's heart just two words get satisfied?
秋天仍需要童话，母亲的心需要满足。
Autumn still need a fairy tale, the heart of a mother need to meet.
在这金黄的季节里，母亲的收获应该是一个长大的我。
In the golden season, mother's harvest should be a grow up me.
而我长大后的第一件事就是要报答母亲，不让母亲感到秋的凄凉和萧瑟。
And I grew up first thing is to repay mother, don't let mother felt the dreariness and bleak autumn.
秋天，风雨会因有了童话而变得温馨。
Autumn, rain will with a fairy tale and becomes sweet.
阳光下，和披着羽衣的母亲一起走，走过小巷，走过清溪，……
The sunshine, and the mother of wearing clothes go lanes, through enterprise, passed,...
我们扯着太阳的丝缕，我们织着秋天的童话。
We pull the sun filar, we weave the autumn tale.
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