is it autumn? The golden crops in the field told me, "Yes!" The fruitful fruit in the orchard told me, "Yes!" The happy farmer uncle told me, "Yes!"
Autumn, the harvest season, is full of fruits in the fields after a season of love brewing. Whenever I smell the fragrance of apples, I always think of the autumn that I will never forget, and it is also the autumn that makes me experience deep maternal love.
in those days, the weather was very cold, and I coughed because of the weather change. Mother didn't care too much, just turned around and took out a small bag of cough granules from the cupboard and told me to drink it. At that time, I was very young and didn't listen to my mother and drink more water. As a result, my cough is getting worse day by day, and the original weak cough has turned into a deep voice from my chest. Sometimes my lungs hurt when I cough. I still vaguely remember that my parents were very busy at work at that time, and none of them came to pick me up from school on time. It was not until Sunday that my mother decided to take me to the hospital for a checkup.
When I got to the hospital, the smell of disinfectant there made me cough violently again. I was very uncomfortable at that time. I only remember that the doctor with white hair said to his mother, "The child has a bad cough. It is estimated that the virus has invaded the lungs." After my mother heard this sentence, the hand that grabbed me suddenly trembled. She said to the doctor in a low voice, somewhat dully, "Give the child … some medicine … no matter how expensive it is." I didn't know how serious pneumonia was at that time, but I remembered my mother's frightened and anxious eyes.
Later, my mother asked for leave from work and accompanied me with infusion and medicine every day. I don't like drinking water, so he went out and bought a big bag of red and crisp apples to put in the kitchen, and gave me a "death order"-drink three glasses of water and eat three apples every day. So, in addition to a lot of syrup, pills and so on, I added a few red apples to my "menu", and apples became my favorite. After eating a lot of bitter medicine, eating a red and sweet apple makes me feel that this is the most beautiful enjoyment in the world.
slowly, my illness has improved a little. Mom happily went out and bought some apples, and everyone smiled when cooking. Later, I learned from my father that every night when I went to bed, my mother would wash the apples and wait. As soon as I coughed, my mother would immediately run to my room with the apples ... < P > When I first stayed at school, my mother came to see me off. She brought me a bag of red apples and said, "Baby, pay more attention to your health and drink more water at school. You like apples best. Look how much I have brought you ...
My favorite apple, do you know that you have conveyed a mother's deep love for her children?