Happiness is by my side

Since I was a child, I thought I was a child from my mother. The children of other people have been spoiled from childhood, but my mom asked me to wash my clothes and learn to cook. I learned the bicycle, I fell on my knees and didn't want to learn. My mom said that I didn't have any perseverance. I didn't ask my injury. Learning to swim, I am holding the rescue circle, but my mom took it away, which made me drink a few mouthfuls of water; I was beaten with other children's children, and my mom always asked me to find my own shortcomings. Therefore, I always feel that I am a child without happiness.

But one thing completely changed my mind.

On a winter morning, the weather was particularly cold, but I got up early as usual, squinting my eyes, pouting my mouth, dragging my weak legs to the breakfast shop downstairs. After buying the breakfast, I held a lunch box full of hot porridge with both hands, and walked home on the way. Huh, I finally got home. I looked at the red-haired hand, my arms were sore, my feet were slippery, and the hot porridge spilled me. My hot butt jumped from the ground and cried and looked, ah, both hands were red and a big chunk. Cry alarmed Zhang grandma on the ground floor. "Yeah! No!" Grandma Zhang hurried back and took the scald medicine from her house and wiped it on my hand. She whispered and said: "Your mother is really, so that such a small child to buy breakfast, today is not wearing thick, quasi-bubble!" I cried more sadly after listening. My mother heard the news and ran downstairs. I pulled my "anthur palm" and looked at it. "Nothing, isn't it hot red? Meng Meng is a brave child. What is this little thing? Go home and wash. Wash, change clothes, and go back to buy food." I thought: Why didn't my mother feel so painful to me, is it true that my mother was born from my mother's stomach?

In the evening, I slept in bed. I didn't know when I was awakened. I heard what Mom and Dad were talking about in the next room. I only heard my mother say, "I am so so cute now, although it is ruthless, but now let her more It’s better to have some bitterness and more hardships than to let her grow up and be bullied by others.”

The voice is gone. I felt that my mother came to my room, and after I covered the quilt for me, I gently walked out of the room. Suddenly, my tears could not help but flow out of my eyes. I thought: It turned out that my mother loved me like this.

It turns out that happiness is around us, but it is just a lack of discovering his eyes, as Rodin said - life is not lacking in beauty, but lacking the eyes to discover beauty.

First day: Happy Xiaomeng