Mom's laugh

Outside, it is the sunshine that fills the sky. I don't know why. I suddenly remembered my mother's smile. My mother's smile is like this sunshine. It is so soft, so gentle, so warm. Really warm, so that I am no longer cold, no longer so lonely.

In my memory, my mother’s smile brought me endless warmth, as if I had injected new power into a long-awaited spring. After the start of the sixth grade in the next period, I don’t know why, the class is gradually cold. There are not many students who will gather together as before and talk about their rare things. Instead, a large group of people sit in the classroom. They are all immersed in the exercises. Those, not the teacher, but they bought it themselves. Physical education is a free activity. I went downstairs and looked at the busy figures upstairs. I chuckled and then turned and left. At this time, I discovered that I was alone, and I would do it. I am the only one from start to finish. Before the graduation exam, there was only me in my world, and I was alone.

When I got home, my mother brought an apple, which I eat every day. Then I sat quietly, watching me finish eating the apple, and then watching me finish my homework. That day, I wrote very late. Stretched out and looked back, only to find that her mother had fallen asleep, she was waiting to fall asleep. I don’t feel a little warm in my heart. Suddenly, the mother woke up and saw me and said, "Is it finished?" I snorted, and then she gave me a smile. I don't know why my mother laughs. At this time, she should not laugh, because my daughter gave her an 87-point test paper when she got home. I want to cry, but I hold back, because I will lick my wounds myself, I will be strong and will not cry. But from that night, my mother’s smile has already entered my world. From then on, my world is not only a lonely person, but also my mother. More, it is the smile brought by my mother, very warm, my heart that has been frozen for a long time, melted, and restored its original appearance.

Since then, I often think of my mother's smile, miss the warmth that she brings to me every time, so that I would rather stay for a long time, and I don't want to forget my mother's smile.

Just like this, I looked out the window in the afternoon sun, missing my mother's smile.

Third day: susannaangel