有一天，妈妈没有做饭，却有气无力的躺在床上。小红给妈妈一量体温，发烧了。这时她伤心的流下了眼泪。
One day, my mother didn"t cook, but s()he was lying in bed. Xiaohong takes her mother"s temperature and has a fever. At this time she shed tears sadly.
她悄悄的走出卧室，心里在想，妈妈爱吃什么呢？对了，妈妈平时爱喝粥，可是我不会做啊！只能做面条了。她来到厨房，又切葱又切姜，然后放上面条，最后放盐。一碗热气腾腾、香喷喷的面条做好了。红红小心翼翼的端到卧室。妈妈说：“你长大了，懂事了！”红红说：“这是我应该做的。”
She quietly walked out of the bedroom, thinking, what does mom like to eat? By the way, my mother likes porridge, but I can"t do it! We can only make noodles. She came to the kitchen, cut onions and ginger, then put noodles, and finally salt. A bowl of hot and fragrant noodles is ready. Red carefully end to the bedroom. My mother said, "you grow up and understand!" Red said, "this is what I should do."
妈妈的病很快就康复了。
Mother"s illness soon recovered.
