Question

Night after night, she came to make me comfortable in bed, even long after my childhood years. Following her daily habit, she'd bend down and push my long hair out of the way, then kiss my forehead(額頭).

I don't remember when it first started annoying(使人惱怒的) me— her hands pushing my hair that way. But it did annoy me, for they felt rough(粗糙的) against my young skin. Finally, one night, I shouted out at her, "Don't do that anymore —your hands are too rough!" She didn't say anything in reply. But never again did my mother close out my day with that expression of her love.

Time after time, with the passing years, my thoughts returned to that night. By then I missed my mother's hands, missed her goodnight kiss on my forehead. Sometimes it seemed very close, sometimes far away. But always it existed, in the back of my mind.

Well, the years have passed, and I'm not a little girl anymore. Mom is in her mid-seventies, and those hands I once thought to be so rough are still doing things for me and my family. She's been our doctor, reaching for the medicine to calm a young girl's stomach or help with the boy's injured knee. She cooks the best fried chicken in the world... washes blue jeans more carefully than I can...

Now, my own children are grown and gone. Mom no longer has Dad, and on special days, I spend the night with her. So it was late on Thanksgiving Eve, as I slept in the bedroom of my youth, a hand run across my face to brush the hair from my forehead. Then a kiss, ever so gently, touched my brow.

In my memory, for the thousandth time, I remembered the night my young voice complained, "Don't do that anymore — your hands are too rough!" Catching Mom's hand in hand, I cried out how sorry I was for that night. I thought she'd remember, as I did. But Mom didn't know what I was talking about. She had forgotten — and forgiven (原諒)— long ago.

That night, I fell asleep with a new understanding for my gentle mother and her caring hands. And the guilt that I had carried around for so long was nowhere to be found.

1.What annoyed me that night?

A.My mother’s rough hands B.My mother’s reply

C.My mother’s kiss D.My mother’s expression of love

2.From the passage, we can learn that .

A.I never missed my mother’s goodnight kiss.

B.I had carried the guilt for many years until my mother kissed me again.

C.My mother always remembers what I said that night.

D.My father is still alive and lives with my mom..

3.My mother does these things for me and my family except _.

A.Cooking meals B.Washing clothes

C.Taking care of the children D.Closing out the day by kissing

4.What is my mom like?

A.guilty B.gentle C.careless D.silent

Answer 1