380-word composition, the topic is affection.

It has been a long time, but I still can't forget it.

At half past eight one night, my mother came to my bed and touched my forehead. With a scream of "Ah", grandma and others were awakened by my mother's scream. It turned out that I had a fever, and my mother dressed me. At this moment, I said to my mother, "Mom, I want to throw up!" " I spit it out with a bang. The whole room is full of unpleasant smells. There was another bang, and I threw up everything I ate. My mother quickly grabbed the clothes and put them on, picked me up and rushed out. It's raining heavily outside. My mother hugged me in the rain and a few drops of rain fell on my face. I saw my mother's face full of anxiety. My daughter has a fever. She has a high fever! "The doctor comforted my mother." Don't worry. It's okay. It's okay. Your daughter will be okay. "

In this way, the night passed. My mother sat on the bed and looked at me quietly. I cried with my mother in my arms. My mother comforted me and said, "It's okay, it's okay. You are all right. "

I looked at my mother, her face was pale. "Thank you, Mom. I love you! " "