One thing that touches my heart

What happens on the road of life is like the stars that flash in the night sky. There are countless. Some things are just like a meteor across the sky, fleeting. However, some things are like the big and bright stars, which have made me remember and still remember. The one that touches my heart most is that one.

The year before, I got a serious disease - thyroid tumor. The doctor told us that surgery can only be done, and other methods are in vain. After thinking about it again, my parents signed the name heavily on the operation list.

The next day, I entered the operating room. The doctors are busy preparing instruments and pharmacy, and the nurse skillfully puts me on something I don't know. At this moment, only I was lying still on the operating table, a calm look, but my heart was in chaos. Suddenly, a doctor came and put a something like a respirator on my nose. After inhaling the gas, my brain began to be blank. I lost consciousness and closed my eyes as if I had entered a dream.

When I woke up, I was surrounded by doctors and nurses, and they seemed to push me where I was. My head is very heavy, my mind is blurred, and everything around me seems to be spinning.

Finally, the doctors and nurses stopped their steps and transferred me to a hospital bed. My consciousness gradually became clear, and everything around me stopped spinning. As the efficacy disappeared, my neck was slightly painful. Mom quickly came close, her eyes were red and swollen, and she asked with concern: "How is it? Is there any discomfort in the body?" Mom actually cried. My mother has never been tearful. In my memory from childhood to childhood, my mother never lost her tears. However, now my mother is crying because of me. For a while, I didn’t know how to be good. The ninja’s pain replied: “Mom, I don’t care.” Who knows, if you don’t answer, the answer’s tears will come out instantly, and the tears will fill up quickly. The eyelids spilled out of the corner of the eye and gently stroked across the cheek. I seem to have seen the slow love in the tears. I can't help but recall that in the past, I always quarreled with my mother, and I was always in a cold war. I always disliked my mother's meal and didn't suit my taste. I kept complaining about my mother... My nose was sour and my tears came out. Mom is always tireless. My mother's love for me is like the sun. No matter how long it takes, no matter where she goes, she will feel her shine and warmth. My mother's love for me is like sunshine, and the feelings I think are warm! Love has always been around me, but I used to be too self-willed, not knowing how to love, not knowing that my mother has paid too much. In the room, my mother and I cried into tears. No language, no action, love is constantly heating up...

After that, I never complained about my mother again. Mother love is rain, nourishing me to grow up; maternal love is the wind, touching my cheeks, touching my heart; maternal love is light, illuminating every corner of my heart. I love her, my mother!

Third day: under the sun