One Sunday, my mother went out to work. After finishing my homework, I started my "entertainment"-playing computer. But after playing for a while, I felt very dull and stopped my "entertainment activities". I thought: well, it's boring ... what should I do now? Suddenly, I remembered my mother's hard work at home to do housework. So, I filled a bucket of water, took out my broom and began to mop the floor. I first dragged it out of the room, picked up the mop and turned it left and right on the floor to "paint" the tiles like coloring. When I saw that there was no "coloring", I jumped over and carefully "painted" before continuing my "painting". In this way, I dragged the room, living room and kitchen in turn. After finishing the work, I feel my back is sore and my legs are weak. However, looking at the shiny floor, I feel all my aches and pains swept away, and my heart is sweeter than eating honey. I thought: Oh! It turns out that housework is so tiring! Now I realize the hard work of my mother doing housework!
This experience not only made me realize my mother's hard work in housework, but also made me understand that labor can create beauty. Yes! When you see the results of your efforts, your heart will be extremely happy and moved. Therefore, labor is the most beautiful.