For so many years, she took him with her life, loved him to take care of him, educated him, raised him into a handsome, healthy, honest and kind young man. Then I bumped into it, fell in love with this good young man and plundered the feelings once belonged to her. One day, I want to invade her family and soldiers told me that Han is a beautiful woman. Than me? No comparable! This guy is really embarrassed to use this
Every time he returns home, he always wants to interpret the mother's affectionateness. Every time her eyes and every greeting. Will bring back my infinite thoughts. As early as the winter vacation time approached last year, my mother called after three odds to ask about my return date. When I told the date accurately, my mother settled down and wished me a safe journey. Such an ordinary thing. It doesn't seem worth it
Another 28 days is my 20th birthday. When I think of my 20 years old, I feel sad, I am sour and let others get sore. 1 year old: May be God punishes me. As the saying goes, heaven is the father and the land is Mother, so, since I was heaven, I was doomed to follow my father. My father and mother divorced.. 2 years old: I came to my grandfather's house. My grandparents treated me like a treasure, though Grandpa was very powerful, but In my memory,
There are three kinds of emotions in the world: affection, love, and friendship. Friendship can give up, love can choose, and affection is the feeling you can never choose and give up in your life. When we can't turn around between friendship and love, we forget about our affection. When we are intoxicated with the sweetness and friendship between love, we easily neglect our affection and then only when we need help most.
Everyone is not alone in this world, has his own family, has his own relatives. The relationship between some relatives is unbreakable, because there are blood, affection, and ties, so when the disaster hits, they will roll up their arms and fight against sudden disasters. However, the relationship between some relatives is also vulnerable. A little thing may make them feel
Yesterday, my rare holiday and you went out shopping and got off the bus as usual. But ah, you are far from keeping up with my footsteps. I need to look back and hold your hand from time to time. Then I start to conclude that you really Are you still old when you are old? I always followed you and I always like a small tail and followed you with a tender voice over and over again.
The first time I attended the parent meeting, the kindergarten teacher said: Your son has ADHD and cannot sit on the bench for three minutes. You better take him to the hospital for a look. On the way home, the son asked her what the teacher said. She had a sour nose and almost shed tears. Because of the 30 children in the class, only he was the worst performer; only to him, the teacher showed disdain. However, her mother’s family was accom
He is only one year older than me. Because of me, he can only drink rice soup in 4 months. The breast-fed children are said to have strong resistance. I have been healthy since I was young, and he has a fever and cough for three days. The whole person is fragile, like a little bean sprout. Standing before him, I was half a head taller than him. Maybe it's because I grabbed his ration and he hated me. From my note, I and him
In this world, only you can help me, understand me, encourage me, correct me when I'm doing something wrong, be happy when I am happy, and try to make me happy when I am sad. You are part of my life. If you can choose, I really do not want to leave. The three girls are good sisters who grew up together. They once had a little dream. The old one said she wanted to be a teacher.
In the past, I always avoided my affection, and my concern for them was always indifferent. After only a few years, it was discovered that this world’s most precious or affectionate family, friends, classmates, and others who have no kinship with them are, to a large extent, only interests. When you have nothing, only parents will receive you, support you and help you. A friend can only help you once or twice and it is impossible to help you forever.
I do not know when, my cell phone became a love line, there is no one to call someone else, even if it is a text message. I am accustomed to waiting for my parents' phone and I do not know how long it will take to call my family. Afterwards, the mobile phone was lost. My father always called all the telephones that I had left. If I still couldn't find me, I would be very angry. At this time, my sister will think of him and my boyfriend's phone
Oh, my father is like a prickly rose and he wants to be close to him, but there are thorns I can only appreciate with my heart, care for it once thought I knew how to love, but in my father I completely see myself, That is only a disguised love. In my conception, my father seems to only describe my happiness in terms of fear. It is only based on his father's smile. On his majestic face, I can only protect.
She loves a little boy. Every day, the boy will come running and the boy will climb up the trunk and swing on the branches to eat apples. They will play hide-and-seek together. Playing tired, the boy slept under her shade. Boy loves this tree so love it! The tree is happy. As the days passed, the boy grew up. Trees are often so lonely. One day, the boy came to the tree and said: Come, kid.
In terms of fruit, until now, I have eaten the most oranges. If I buy fruit alone, I will definitely buy oranges first. What to buy later depends on the mood. There are many reasons to like oranges. I remember there weren’t a lot of money at home when I was young. However, my mom would bring some oranges to me and my sister every time she went to the market. Every time my mother gave us only one, my mother said that good things should be slowly enjoyed.
1. When he was a little boy, his family was very poor. When he was eating, meals were often not enough to eat, and his mother took the food from his bowl to the children. Mother said, children, eat fast, I am not hungry! Mother's first liar, when the boy grows up, hard-working mothers usually spend a rest time on Sundays to fish in the suburbs of rural suburbs to supplement their children with calcium. The fish is delicious and the fish soup is very fresh. When children eat fish
Yesterday I heard that my father was touched by my own scorpion car, and my brain stunned. I nearly fainted. I dared not imagine the dad's painful appearance and thrilling scene. My father’s thin body and hard work were in front of me. I called dozens of phone calls to all my relatives and friends, and there were only ordinary people in my relationship. I am afraid that my family hides the facts and asks my dad
Last year, my parents did a pyramid sale and lost all my family's savings. Even my living expenses at school can not be paid. I struggled for two months in my heart, and I wiped my tears and left my heart to leave the university that I had just read for six months and embarked on a train to Shanghai. There is no time to appreciate the city's prosperity, flashing neon lights, endless stream of vehicles, tall buildings. These come to me
In the year when he was born, family planning was arrested. People in the village who had a second child did not want to hide in the country or were fined. Only he, who is the second child to be born, is not the right person in the family, but because his brother has a congenital brain disorder. As the saying goes, it is mentally handicapped. First, the mother waved a bamboo basket in his hand and said to him: Never touch your younger brother, remember? Because of worry
After the parents divorced, he and his sister followed her mother. The father moved out and left the town with the woman named Liu Xiaomin. The mother often sat at home and was paralyzed. The unit leader reported sick for her. Growing up is not an easy task. At that time, he only hated that he was not growing fast enough. In order to save some money, he went to the far outskirts to fight wild grass and then back into the house. Mother's intermittent spirit
If I learn a slight temper, if I learn a little bit of kindness, if I forgive and appreciate, I must thank my mother. Hu Shi's "My Mother" As a man's life, is his son and father. The son of the first half was the shadow of his father, and the latter half of his father was the shadow of his son. – Jia Pingwa's "On Father and Son" One day, her feathers disappeared.