After reading "The Tear of Life"

Love is like a blooming lily, pouring its faint aroma, pure and fresh. Although there is no dazzling dazzling, no rose, no beauty of Qiuju... but it has its own unique character - ice and jade. Under its plain appearance, the fresh floral fragrance is refreshing and refreshing. The love of classmates, the love of parents, the love of teachers, the love of raising hands... . The lily of love spreads all over the world, and the flower of love is refreshing.

She is a happy and happy family with her weak character and kind heart. However, her mother suddenly got an incurable disease. This flying disaster, like a sharp arrow, deeply stabbed her young mind and made her personality change a lot. My mother's illness made her feel lonely and sleepy. In the process, despite the constant encouragement and friendship of the teacher, the mother finally left her forever, while the 12-year-old Sheng Xinyi experienced the life too early. The profound meaning of cruelty and love.

Reading the end of the book, I cried, can not help but feel sympathy for Xinyi's experience, I am generally big with her, but it has a different fate than her. At home, I have always been the "little princess" in the minds of fathers and mothers, "priceless treasure", "to reach out, rice to open mouth", for them, I am a pearl on the palm of my hand, with fear in my mouth, holding it in my hand I was afraid of falling, and I was reluctant to let me suffer a bit. I thought these were all right. After reading this book, I really realized my mother’s deep love for me.

My mother's love for me is not vigorous, more time is meticulous care, every comfort is love, every smile is love, every encouragement is love, every criticism is love... In the past, I used to make my mother angry at home, and sometimes even talked to her. But after reading "The Tear of Life", I have a very deep understanding of my mother's approach. There is never a mother who doesn't love children in the world. Her criticism is good for me. I hope that if I know the mistake, I will change it and avoid it.

Everyone else said, "Father loves the mountain." I want to say "mother love is like a cloud." Compared with the cloud, the cloud is so weak, but the mother uses her ubiquitous love like a cloud, I wrap it in the space of love, give me confidence, give me courage, give me strength, it is me. The rising star on the road.

Fourth grade: Chen Bingzhen