那天,我和母亲一起坐在院子里的杨树下,阳光中黄叶翻飞。母亲在做针线活,说要给我肚子里的孩子做衣服,还说要多做几双鞋,尽管母亲房间的柜子里已经装满了大大小小的鞋子。透过阳光,我望向母亲,她戴着老花镜,拿着线往针眼里穿了好多次都没有成功。母亲不禁叹息:“真的老了,人啊,咋就老这么快!”我的心猛然一沉,是啊,今年是母亲的本命年,她已是花甲之年了。还记得我第一个孩子出生的时候,她欣喜地说:“决点长大,快点长大, That day, my mother and I sat under the poplar tree in the yard, the yellow leaves fly in the sun. The mother was doing needlework, saying she was going to make clothes for my stomach child, adding that she would have to make more pairs of shoes, though her mother’s cupboard had been filled with shoes, large and small. Through the sunshine, I looked to my mother. She wears reading glasses and takes the thread to the needle for many times without success. My mother can not help but sigh: ”Really old, ah, ye old so fast!“ ”My heart suddenly sank, yes, this year is the mother of the fate of this year, she is the age of the flower. When I remember my first child was born, she said with delight: "The resolution grew up, hurry up and grow up,