Mom's lies

Late at night, the stars outside the window were asleep, and a person was lying quietly on the bed, but could not sleep for a long time. The e-book of "Mother's Lie", which is viewed online today, still lingers in my mind.

"In childhood, the little boy's family is very poor. When eating, the rice is often not enough. The mother will give the children the rice in their bowl. The mother said, children, eat fast, I am not hungry! - Mother's first When a lie boy has a long body, ask the old mother to go to the fish ditch in the suburbs to fish some fish to make calcium for the child. The fish is delicious and the soup is delicious. When the child eats fish, the mother is next to the squid bone. With the meat stain on the head of the tongue, the boy is distressed. He clips the fish in his bowl to the mother bowl, asks the mother to eat the fish, the mother does not eat it, and puts it back into the boy bowl, saying: "The child is eating fast. Well, I don't like to eat fish'. "This beautiful lie is like a brand imprinted on my heart."

The nose is sour, and the tears are filled with eyes like a spring. The scorpion seems to have something blocked, and it cannot be said to be heavy. Yes, maternal love is the greatest and most selfless. It is also simple and complicated. She always misses us whenever and wherever. In the middle of it, it seems to have returned to childhood. I am not very beautiful in the second grade of Shangguo. In that thick and beautiful writing book, I always wear the heavy red fork, a parent meeting, the teacher is in class. I took my name and criticized my word for being the worst among the more than 50 people in the class. After returning home, I asked my mother what the teacher said. The mother’s nose was sour and almost cried out: “The teacher praised you, saying that the baby’s words are very beautiful.” The loss in my heart also dissipated. Even though I know that my mother lied, from that day on, I worked hard every day to try to make the words beautiful. Because of this, my word has improved significantly and I won the first prize in the writing competition.

Another time, on the way out of school, the sky suddenly began to rain, and the rain of '哗哗哗' seemed to be spilling out of the water. Mom gave me the little umbrella at the time. "Don't catch cold," "Mom, what do you do?" "Mom is not afraid of rain when she is young, so let's put it on." That night, my mother had a fever. At this time, I finally knew that my mother lied.

It is the beautiful lie of my mother, which has woven a blue sky full of love for me, so that I can grow up healthily in the world of love.

Third day: Chen Minhua