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18.11.2019 08:44
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In the course of the trip, the memories of the past are still fresh, and the scenes of the scene are vivid, just like the blossoming waves that grow in the river Marlboro Cigarettes, every wave is beautiful. A warm word, inadvertently, swayed in my heart. In my life, how many days have I passed, but I have missed the warmth you gave again and again Cheap Cigarettes. I don't want to let the long rivers of the years leave regrets, cherish the warmth you give, is the starting point for me to start again. "At seven o'clock, I got up quickly, and I will be late if I can't get out of bed." Another blink of an eye is already half past seven. I quickly put on my clothes and rushed to the table. While eating breakfast, I complained, "I am late, don't call me up early!" I said, throwing the chopsticks to one side. "Don't eat, it's too late." "You are growing up, how can you eat it?" OK, then eat." "What to eat, then you don't have to go to school." I yelled at my mother's feelings. When I was out of the house, my mother yelled at me: "It��s cold outside, wear a thick spot." Saying that my mother had already come to me and helped me buckle the button Marlboro Gold. Looking at my mother's hand full of old man, my heart was sour, tears swirled in my eyes. I turned and left my mother's gaze.... "It's cold outside, wear a thicker one!" What a plain sentence implies the silent motherly love. It contains everything that my mother has done without regrets. There is such a picture in my mind: a mother keeps her daughter at the door; when the weather is cold, the mother is waiting for the clothes at the school gate; when she is sick, her daughter is wrapped thick, but her mother only wears one. A thin piece of clothing... I thought of it here, my nose was sour, I couldn��t stop my tears, and I ran down. I still remember that you used to be young. I always like to take your hand and walk in the sun. I always like to ask you all the curious things in this world. You always smiled and said: "You will understand when you grow up." Now that I am growing up, we are getting farther and farther. When I go out, I will not hold your hand anymore. Some things always like to be buried in my heart. I always yell at you... but you have never changed. I have treated me as much as I used to, taking care of everything... I have grown up, no longer The child who loves to be spoiled and unreasonable is the time to look back at the gentleness that was inadvertently missed. In a word, warm people's heart; look back, she is still there. |
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