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The rain outside the window is swishing on the earth, and the room is noisy. I quarreled with my mother. The teacher had an open class today, so I picked up my bag and ran away.

The classroom is noisy as usual, but the teacher is not here. I ran to my seat and looked around. I was surprised when the teacher came in. The teacher is six months pregnant now. Every time she stands up, we feel strange posture. We didn't know what pregnancy was, so we didn't care about the teacher at all. When the bell rang, I opened my textbook. The text was called Motherly Love. I was shocked.

The teacher's eyes are bloodshot. How many days have you not had a good rest? She stood up, touched her back, and then carefully walked off the platform. The desks are very close. She came to us to check her reading. Suddenly, she stopped in my seat. "Did you go home to study?" What a crisp voice! "Old. . Teacher, I am. . Me. . "I looked in the wrong place. It was so shameful to be punished. The teacher didn't bother me, but I somehow felt guilty. Why not have a good preview?

"Mother reached into her pocket and pulled out a roll of soft wrinkled wool tickets, counting them with chapped fingers. . "The teacher read aloud, eyes slightly red. She covered her eyes with her hand and the students stopped. "What happened to the teacher?" "Are we not good at reading?" There is a lot of noise. I saw the teacher sniffing: "The teacher is fine!" The same crisp voice. In front of my eyes is such a beautiful mother and a great teacher. After reading the text, she told us some details one by one. Seeing our deadpan, she told us again.

Finally, she said, "My life is not long. My parents don't know how much longer they can stay with us. Please cherish them, because we may not meet again in the next life! " Later, she wrote in trembling handwriting: loving mother is deep.

I was surprised by the teacher's performance, and later I learned that the teacher's mother had passed away. I was shocked and scared. Why did you quarrel with your mother this morning? Why do I always like to do things that make my mother unhappy? Why am I always so ignorant?