The most beautiful in eternity

In a small corner of my warm little family, there is a wardrobe with neat clothes. Naughty, I always love to turn the cabinet upside down, but within a few minutes, after the mother's hand, a change, it is immediately as orderly as before. This magic is true! In the closet, there is a very beautiful short skirt. Grandma said that this is the favorite dress that my mother used to wear when she was young. It is perfect with her mother's white and smooth legs.

But somehow, my mother has never seen her through this short skirt since I was a child. I have always been surprised by this. I once asked my mother ignorantly: "Mom, the dress in your closet is really beautiful. Grandma said that you can wear it when you are young. How can you not wear it now?" After listening to the mother, she just smiled faintly. But I feel that there is a heavy emotion behind this. Later, in a sweltering summer, my mother was lying in bed and taking a nap. When I passed her room, I accidentally found a leg at the end of the quilt. I walked curiously to the bed. Is it the mother's leg? I was deeply shocked by the leg in front of me: the blue-legged spurs, like the cracks left by the heavy pressure of the car, are simply unsightly! So I couldn't help but have a layer of sputum, and the saliva in my mouth was rushing out in large quantities, sour, and bitter.

All this must be the abominable devil who replaced her mother's legs because of jealousy. It must be like this, it must be! My tears fell, my heart was tight, and everything in front of me was blurred...

I have thought that over the years, my mother has been taking good care of me and my father and sister, working hard outside, and provoking all the household chores at home. Yes, it’s too hard, and the time to take a breather has been ruthlessly burdened with exploitation. There have never been more than half a complaint. Mom always keeps those delicious food for me and my sister, but I don't want to eat it. I don't want to take some money to buy cosmetics and clothes like other women, and I always save and use it.

At that moment, I understand, I really understand! Mom may have worked so hard all her life, for this family, for the children. Maybe until the skirt is worn out, my mother doesn't wear it anymore, but I can be sure that if the mother puts on the skirt, it must be the most beautiful and beautiful woman in the world, because in the gorgeous dress, there is an eternal heart shining. That is the most beautiful of eternal - however, my mother still refuses to wear it. So, in this way, tears have been secretly flowing in the depths of my heart, flowing...

Fifth grade: Lai Ying