happy

Push open the window door, meet the first sun in the morning, enjoy the natural and fresh taste, this is happiness; with the ease of the afternoon, lazy down in the rocking chair, reading a favorite book, this is happiness; When the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkles gold on the riverside, the farmer's people return home, and the full face is happiness.

Happiness is speechless. Sometimes an action breaks the softest part of the heart. The mother is the one who knows the most about my heart, because my emotions with my mother have already melted into the hustle and bustle of time, flowing in my blood. .

I remember the rainy night, the night sky was like a black ink that was splashed by people. When the rain stopped at night, it was already late at night. The mother who turned to the troubled mother wanted to go out and walk, and I had no reason to refuse, so I went with my mother. The night seemed to be as dead as I could imagine. Walking by the mother, there is a warm current lingering around. My mother and I were laughing at home along the way. At that time, I found that my mother was no longer as tall as I imagined, but more than a plain and friendly.

When we walked to the road, I stopped my mother, fearing that the mud would be contaminated by the mother's trousers. But the sturdiness that is in the bones is the character of the mother. I have only to surrender. Then I stepped on this muddy path and walked slowly, and my mother slowly took my hand. It was a pair of hands that were covered with old daddy and no longer slippery. My heart trembled and tears began to swirl in my eyes.

Looking at the fragrant path of the earth, it seems to me more like the mother's soft heart. I said, "Mom, close your eyes and let me lead you." The mother became less reluctant, closed her eyes, and turned out to be a sensible child. Along the way, we don't have any words. Because a thousand words have begun to become pale and powerless. The silky silver hair of the mother at night is particularly dazzling. The face is also slightly tired. At this time, the eyelids can no longer resist the emotions and emotions in my heart, and the tears and floods are flushed down. Yes! Perhaps in the eyes of my mother, I am tall, the pillar of my mother, and the reason why everything can be sustained. I gradually understood the mother's hardships, read the mother's little world, and realized the real reason why my mother brought me out.

At that moment, the warmth was as good as ever. That second, I shed tears.

This is my mother. Although I am surrounded by happiness, I don’t forget to teach me more at each stop. I have benefited a lot and enjoyed my life.

Liu Xieqiang, Lu Xi Middle School, Laicheng District, Laiwu City, Shandong Province