Primary School Grade 4 - Model Essays (Essential Edition)

Author: Chen Jiangong, Tan Tan, Bi Shumin, Gao Hongbo, Chen Shixu, etc. / Country: Mainland China
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Publishing Date: 2006-07-01
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Late at night, I sat by my mother's bedside, staring blankly at her as tears streamed down my face.
"School starts tomorrow. How will I ask my mother, lying in bed, for tuition?"
I remember when I was very young, my parents got divorced, and after that, I lived with my mother, relying on her salary to go to school.
Now, my mother has fallen ill due to overwork and suffers from stomach problems. Just the surgery cost thousands of yuan, and the family has accumulated a lot of debt.
But I and my mother need to survive, we need to pay off the debt, and I still need to go to school. Poor mother had to go to the factory to work despite her illness and ended up getting sick there too.
In a family like this, can I still go to school? No, perhaps I will never be able to go to school again, never see my dear teachers and classmates.
Thinking this, my heart ached, and I couldn't help crying out, "Wow!"
Hearing my crying, my mother slightly opened her eyes and asked softly, "What's wrong, child?"
"I... I" I stared blankly at my mother, unable to speak a word, just sobbing silently.
"Child, don't cry. Tell me what's on your mind!" I bit my trembling lips tightly and said with difficulty, "Tomorrow, school starts, and we need to pay three hundred yuan in tuition."
Through my hazy eyes, I saw my mother slowly raise her head to gaze out the window, her expression growing increasingly serious. I felt helpless and nervously bit the corner of my clothes.
After a long while, my mother took a deep breath, as if trying to relieve a heavy burden, then forced a smile and said consolingly, "Don't worry. I got two bottles of medicine today, and I feel much better. Tomorrow, I will definitely go to borrow some."
The next day, when I woke up, I found my mother wasn't in bed. Outside, it was snowing heavily, with howling winds carrying snowflakes, making the trees outside groan with a "creak, creak" sound. The world was a blur, visible only as shallow footprints left in the snow.
I sat by the door, huddled up, eagerly waiting for my mother. Watching the snowflakes fall, I started to overthink: Will my mother freeze? Will her stomach problems worsen? I couldn't bear to think further and kept glancing outside. I didn't see my mother, but the snow grew heavier and the wind grew fiercer.
After a long time, I faintly saw a figure shuffling along in the snow, right hand tightly clutching her stomach. Closer, closer... it was my mother! Without hesitation, I rushed into the wind and snow.
I gently helped my mother onto the bed and covered her with a blanket. I saw her face was ashen, her brows tightly furrowed, tears silently flowing down her wrinkled cheeks.
"Mom, your stomach..." I asked sadly.
She shook her head and slowly took out neatly folded 300 yuan, pinching it before tremulously placing it into my hands.
"Child, hurry... hurry to enroll!" she said in a trembling voice.
Holding the money still warm from my mother's body, looking at her frostbitten face, I suddenly knelt by her bedside, tears of joy blurring my vision.
With difficulty, she helped me up and held me tightly in her arms, kissing my tear-streaked face with her frostbitten lips.
Ah! My mother's kiss was so warm and sweet. Suddenly, I remembered the song "Mom's Kiss" and couldn't help but sing along.
After finishing, I leaned my face toward my mother's and kissed her cold, thin cheeks.
Mom held me even tighter, tears glistening like pearls, dripping onto my face, hot and warm. P9-10