在我成長的過程中發(fā)生了許許多多的故事，但有一件事令我難以忘記。有一天晚上我發(fā)高燒媽媽急得馬上就把我送進(jìn)了醫(yī)院，那天晚上還下著大雨，媽媽冒著大雨把我送進(jìn)醫(yī)院，她自己卻淋濕了，到了醫(yī)院護(hù)士姐姐連忙給我打了一針，可是打了四針

There have been many stories in my growing up, but there is one thing that I can't forget. One night when I had a high fever, my mother rushed me to the hospital. It rained heavily that night. My mother rushed me to the hospital in a heavy rain, but she got wet. When I got to the hospital, my sister, the nurse, gave me a shot, but gave me four shots

都沒有扎進(jìn)去。媽媽連忙問我疼不疼？我說不疼。第五針果然扎進(jìn)去了，在我生病的這幾天，媽媽一直在我身邊照顧我，還不時問問我渴嗎？餓嗎？……

They didn't get in. Mom asked me if it hurt? I said it didn't hurt. The fifth needle really went in. In these days when I was sick, my mother has been taking care of me. Do you still ask me if I am thirsty? Hungry