(一)早晨,阳光透过玻璃窗悄悄爬满我的房间,感觉温暖而明亮。我睁开双眼,觉得精神多了,昨天的低烧将我折磨得好像蔫掉的花朵,我贪恋着被窝的温暖,不想起床。“起床啦!乖儿子,来,该吃药了,头还痛吗?”不知什么时候,母亲走了进来,柔声地对我说。“哦,马上……我感觉好多啦。”我说着就要起床,这时,母亲已经将冒着白色蒸汽的开水和感冒药 (A) In the morning, the sun creeps through my glass window to my room, feeling warm and bright. I opened my eyes and felt more spirit. Yesterday’s low-grade fever tortured me like a blossoming flower. I hated the warmth of the blanket and did not want to wake up. “Get up! Well son, come, the medicine, the head hurts?” I do not know when, my mother came in, softly said to me. “Oh, right now ... I feel a lot better.” "I’m going to get up, when my mom has steaming white water and cold medicine