I remember when I was in the first grade of primary school, I played on the playground with my classmates. Suddenly, my hand suddenly felt a sharp pain. I sat on the ground crying. The teacher knew and took me to the hospital.
After learning the news, my mother put down the housework and rushed to the hospital at the speed of light.
In the hospital bed, I was very scared. I saw the doctor fiddling with a needle, and suddenly, fear turned into countless tears pouring out of my eyes.
At this point, my mother ran into the ward, took my hand and comforted me all the time, saying, "Don't be afraid, it will be fine! Mom is by your side, I will always be with you! " I stopped crying and turned to look into my mother's eyes. For the first time, I found my mother's eyes so big, so bright and so charming. Gradually, I fell asleep.
I only vaguely remember lying on a warm and strong back. It shook gently, like a cradle, but it didn't wake me up.
When I woke up, I was already lying in a soft bed at home. At this time, I will never forget who put a spoonful of nectar in my mouth and who relieved the pain of my wound with caring eyes. It's her-my beloved mother.
Although she asked me many questions, I didn't answer them. I don't want my voice to break the silence at the moment. I am thinking, if time can stay, please let it stay at this moment.
Outside the window, the stars are staring at this place with their eyes open, and the moon shines the brightest moonlight into this warm hut. They are quiet and don't seem to want to break the silence.
Family is like honey, which gives you a sweet taste; Family, like a clear spring in the desert, can help you when you are in trouble; Family is like a ship, carrying you on a long voyage.
Affection is a clear sky that clouds cannot cover!
extreme
You are ordinary, tall and fat. As soon as you walk into the crowd, it seems that you will never be found again, but your eyes can let me find you among thousands of people. Your eyes are full of tears. For a man close to forty years old, tears should be few, but that time I saw your eyes dyed red with tears. When I was in the eighth grade, I was classified as a poor student because my grades didn't improve. At that time, I held a parent-teacher meeting, and it was you who came. I think you, who is always grumpy, will give me a good scolding when you come, but you didn't. You usually don't like to talk, so you talk to me seriously. I dare not look into your eyes, and suddenly I find your eyes are red. You seem to have noticed, so you immediately turned around and spoke to me in a strong tone, trying to hide your sadness. You said a lot that day. In order not to worry you too much, I was alone after you left.
Your eyes are full of anger. In my mind, you are not so easy to lose your temper, but you have been very strict since the ninth grade. On my first holiday, I played computer games and read martial arts novels as soon as I got home. I forgot my homework. After you saw this situation, I was speechless at first, and then my eyes changed. I have never seen such terrible eyes. You started criticizing me, and I began to hate myself for letting me down. Let's take your expectations of me as a joke again and again. At that time, I understood that you took me very seriously.
There is hope in your eyes. After you were furious, you didn't make a sound. I bowed my head in tears and silently wrote my homework. I didn't know until I finished reading it that you looked at me at the door for a long time. You dragged me into the bedroom and said to me, "Xiaoyu, you should study hard, don't just play, it's time to study." When you talk, look at me with those expectant eyes, and I can't take my eyes off. I sobbed and said, "I am because you are good to me." I didn't say anything. I feel the burden has become heavier. It's time to work hard.
Dad, although you don't have gorgeous language, you have a pair of eyes that convey your affection and care for me, which I will always remember. Your eyes remind me and urge me to work hard.
Tisso
My grandmother is a real person: short hair, dark skin and wearing a blue triangle in winter. She is a "stingy" grandmother who is stingy at home. A penny divided into n petals, of course, this feeling is only for herself. That day, she went to the stall to buy clothes, and when she came back, she told me happily, "I saw this dress in the stall today and thought it looked good." Ask him how much he spent. The guy said 25, I said 10, but he refused. I said 10 and I left. That man sold me the last 15! Looking at grandma's happy appearance, I feel a little sad. I discussed with the stall owner 10 yuan. Why is she so critical of herself?
But she became my generous grandmother again.
When I was a child, I would go to my grandmother's house by car on holidays. Grandma's family is not rich. But as soon as you hear that I'm coming, you have to cook me a lot of delicious food.
On my tenth birthday, grandma will follow her 30-year-old gold ring and ask someone to melt it into a ring engraved with plum blossoms (because I was born in the twelfth month). This ring is probably the most valuable thing on grandma.
She is also an optimistic grandmother.
When I was in the third grade, this out-and-out countryman actually wanted to be a city dweller. Why? Because my uncle went to Nanjing to look for a job and needed someone to take care of him, my grandma and grandpa also went together. In order not to increase my uncle's burden, my grandmother found a job in Nanjing. In such a big city as Nanjing, it is difficult for even local boys to find jobs, let alone an old woman from the countryside. Finally, grandma found a cleaning job and borrowed money to open a grocery store. It's only been one year since I went to Nanjing to see my grandmother in winter vacation. She's aging badly. Hands are like dead branches, with many cracks. I asked her if she was suffering, and she smiled and said, "No, you are all fine, so I am relieved!" " "
This is my grandmother, a kind and simple rural woman, who touched me with her words and deeds.