Endless

I used to think that love is the beauty of Liang Zhuhua, and it is the endless touch of the sea. When the warm spring breeze comes to me from the winter, I also know that love, no matter who's love, or ordinary, or great, is like a flower, a replacement exchange, and endless life. --Inscription

Warm spring - incomprehensible love

From the first day of my language, my father and dad let me learn the word "mother". I learned it very quickly because of nature. At that time, I thought I could not leave my mother. When I left my mother, I would be hungry. It is. At that time, small, small, stupid, not afraid of the sky, not afraid of the ground. I made a mistake, my mother beat me, I cried, and I cried so badly. At this time, I thought that my mother might hate me, but I always have a child. Afterwards, my mother is very me, I don’t remember anything, but I don’t understand. Why is my mother cold and hot to me?

When I was five or six years old, I had two little nephews on my head. My thoughts were still very simple, but I already understood the complaints. I saw beautiful children with the same age, crying and letting my mother buy it for me. Because my family is busy, my mother can't satisfy me immediately, I will cry and say that my mother doesn't love me. When I was eating, I was alone in the hut, and my mother could not satisfy me immediately. I burst into tears and said that my mother doesn't love me. When I was eating, I was hiding in the hut and I was only angry. Who told me not to eat, I bought a doll for me. I promised all the conditions of my mother for the doll. Of course, I also got my beloved doll, I think Only complaining about my mother is loving me.

Golden Autumn - Understanding Love

Gradually, I know a lot of things. My mother is very different in my heart. A face is tanned by the sinister sun. The crow's feet in the corners of the eyes are arranged in different shades on the dry face. Bloodshot. Then look at the two can be able to make up, can make a fragrant spray of the skill of the hand, dry, rough ... look again ..., I really can not stand, my heart bursts of pain until the tip of the nose. Why is this so? Not all for me? So I learned how to study hard and help my mother do what I can.

Long winter - the love of a lifetime

Now, I am totally a thoughtful person. I slowly understand that the greatness of the mother is not in the earth-shattering things, but in every bit of the usual, my mother is like this, every mother is also like this. . My mother, my mother's mother... are all like this.

Ren Hanfeng whistling, Ruixue flies, there is always a warm current in our hearts, flowing all over the body, lifting your tired eyes, you will find that there is an inexhaustible force in this world, relying on it, you will With the courage to fight hard, you have the ambition to make progress, you can walk out of the wonderful life, it is the wealth of our life, it is maternal love.

When the flowers fall, the colors are all gone, but the fragrance of the flowers is buried in the soil. The days gone by are gone forever, but the family is always left in the memories, and exchanges like flowers, and life is endless.

The third day: the wind quietly came