爱,是美好的。母爱如水,她温柔温暖,清澈纯美,无处不在。那是军训前的一个晚上,妈妈对我说:“要把背包装好,东西一定都要带全,到地方了要听老师的话,晚上早点睡……”听了母亲一阵絮叨,我有些不耐烦地点了点头:“知道了!知道了!”那天晚上,我激动得几乎睡不着,脑子里全是对军营的憧憬与向往,却忘记带了一样很重要的东西。第二天一早,我来到了学校,站好队,与同学们闲谈起来,同学问我:“你带钱了吗?”我愣住了,天啊!我竟然忘记带钱了,额头上的冷汗如雨珠般止不住地往下流。一时间,不知所措了。我想,此时妈妈肯定去上班了。可我突然看见一个影子朝 Love is wonderful. Mother love water, her gentle warm, pure and beautiful, everywhere. It was a night before the military training, my mother said to me: “To pack the backpack, things must be brought to the whole place to listen to the teacher, sleep early at night ...” “Listen to my mother a while, I Some nodded impatiently: ”I got it! Got it!“ That night, I was almost so excited I could not sleep, my mind was full of longing for the barracks and longing for, but forgot to bring something as important. The next morning, I came to school, stood a good team, chatted with my classmates, my classmates asked me: ”You have the money?" I was stunned, my God! I even forgot to bring money, forehead On the cold sweat like rain can not stop flowing down. For a time, overwhelmed. I think my mother must go to work now. But I suddenly saw a shadow toward