我最得意的一件事

五月的第二个星期日，母亲节，是众所周知的事。本应是个充满淡淡花香、淡淡温馨的日子，而此刻的房间，却充满了浓烈的火药味。
The second Sunday of May, is mother's day, as everyone knows. This should be a light fragrance, light warm days, and now the room, it is full of strong smell of gunpowder.
　　“我就是不高兴和你一起”。
" I am not happy with you".
　　“我再问你一遍，我去幼儿园加班你陪不陪我？”
" I ask you again, I go to kindergarten overtime will you accompany me?"
　　“不陪就是不陪，你就不能让我安静一下吗？”
"Do not take is not to accompany, won't you let me be quiet?"
　　妈妈沉默了一会儿，不再说话，走了。
Mother was silent for a moment, no longer speak, walk.
　　房间里剩下了坐在床上的我，听着妈妈渐渐远去的脚步声，忽然，有一股凉丝丝的液体落在手背上，我知道——我哭了。为什么事情又会变成这般模样。明明昨天晚上自己想好了要给妈妈一个美好的回忆，为什么又变成这样一团糟。
The room was left sitting in bed listening to my mother, retreating footsteps, suddenly, a coolish liquid falls at the back of the hand, I know -- I cry. Why things will happen. Last night when I wanted to give his mother a good memory, why has this become a mess.
　　擦干了眼泪，忽然有一种叫回妈妈的感觉，却怎样也叫不出口，只能在心底无声的呐喊。忽然有一种欲望想去把妈妈拉回来，却怎样也动不了，毕竟妈妈此时的心是在为我流泪。
Wipe away tears, suddenly there is a feeling called mom, but how could not export, only at the bottom of the silent scream. Suddenly have a desire to put the mother pulled back, but how also can not move, after all her heart is in my tears.
　　不行，我一定要让妈妈度过一个快乐的母亲节。下午，我就要回学校了，我一定要在走之前给母亲留下一个美好的回忆。
No, I must let her have a happy mother's day. Afternoon, I will go back to school, I must go to his mother before