I walk with affection
Northwestern Polytechnical University Enlightenment Middle School Leap a class Zhu Ruihan
What is affection? Someone said: "Family affection exists all the time, it is warm and soft. Some people also said: "Affection is quiet and silent, it is a quilt on a winter night; it is a waiting at night; it is a little love in a meal." "But I think that family affection is like that of grandmother and mother."
Love, is a few nagging. My mother often nagged me, of course, my grandmother would also nag my mother, and whenever my mother stayed up late to work, my grandmother would nag: "It's so late, why don't you sleep?" Stop working, let's continue working tomorrow. The mother always pretended to be impatient, casually agreed to a few words, but looked at the back of the grandmother's rickety back, and refused to turn around for a long time.
Whenever Grandma ate leftovers, her mother would blame her: "There is no nutrition in this leftovers, don't eat it, if you want to eat it, I will make it for you again." Grandma said in a serious tone: "You young people, you just don't know how to cherish, in my time..." Grandma told her mother a lot of truths, and her mother always listened with a smile.
Love, is the quilt in the winter night, the mother will step on the quilt at night, so the grandmother also developed the habit of covering the mother in the middle of the night, the grandmother always carefully got out of bed, step by step bulky and slowly dark to cover the mother with the quilt. The next morning, the mother noticed that she had an extra coat on her body.
Every time my mother went on a business trip, Grandma always hid in the kitchen and tinkered with something, and when she came out, her eyes were red, she was dissatisfied with blood, and there were unblood tears on her face. She quietly took her mother's bag, hid in the kitchen, and stuffed a thousand dollars into her bag. Grandma was a farmer and couldn't make much money a year, and the money was saved for months or even years. She walked out cautiously again. Unfortunately, this time, she bumped into her mother. She immediately hid her bag behind her and said tremblingly, "No... Nothing, I... I just saw that your bag was dirty and wanted to wipe it for you. The mother took the bag with a suspicious face, opened it and said, "Mom, you put money in it again, haven't you?" The mother opened her purse and was greeted by a red plastic bag wrapped in a layer of kraft paper, which was worn out and seemed to have been stored for a long time. The mother twisted the kraft paper outside with her hand, and then looked at her grandmother's sallow face, which was covered with wrinkles, and burst into tears. "Mom, you're old."
Crystal tears crossed her mother's cheeks and landed on the ground, "Bar-da-ba-da-da That tear also planted the seed of family affection in my heart. At that moment, I walked with affection.
Affection, that's it, quietly. It is like the spring rain at night, moisturizing all things, moisturizing the earth, moisturizing our hearts...
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