What are those peaceful and happy memories?
Winter noon sun is warm, work day noon rest home after eating, lying on the bed, winter warm sun through the glass window, sun on the sheets, sun on the quilt, sun on the face, warm and warm is really comfortable. Mom finished cleaning up the pots and pans, moving a small stool, sitting in the yard with needles and threads and something...
Sometimes I feel like I'm in a dream, but I feel like a real memory. Because it is calm and beautiful, warm and happy .
Lately I've been watching some old movies about family ties. Every story is so ordinary and happy. I don't think that having regrets is unhappiness, on the contrary, it is precisely because of regrets that people feel happy, cherished, and kind. It is not that it is not unhappy to lose, because there have been people who have had, that is, they have been happy.
Outside the house, my mother stood by the window and knocked on the glass window, that is, she was afraid that her son would sleep too much and be late for work, and the smiling face outside the window was also so warm...
At this moment, the winter noon sun is still so warm...