There is sand in the shoes.

When he was a child, he was a naughty boy. Every afternoon after school, he ran to the seaside to play wildly, making his shoes full of fine sand.

Mom didn't scold him much either. She waited for him to sleep, took his shoes to the yard, emptied the sand out first, then carefully brushed them with a semi-wet brush and carefully placed them by the fire. He woke up the next morning and could put on comfortable shoes to go to school again.

When he was a freshman, his father died unfortunately, and his mother poured her love into him. Every weekend, she rushed from the countryside to the county seat to wash his dirty clothes for a week, and then removed the water from each pair of his shoes. Then, put enough pocket money on his pillow for seven days and leave quietly.

Later, he went to college, went to graduate school and stayed in a city with spotless roads. On the third day after buying the villa, he took his mother to enjoy it. In order to take care of her, he hired a nanny specially. Mother has worked hard all her life, and she can't suffer any more.

Half a year passed quickly, and my mother began to miss the seaside fishing village where she had lived for decades. She often said, "At that time, you were crazy! Don't get covered in mud and never go home ... "He peeled the skin and recalled with his mother, and his heart softened.

One day, on a whim, my mother moved all her shoes to the balcony and cleaned them in Shuang Yi Shuang Yi. But where does the asphalt road in the city come from? Yes, it's just free dust in the air.

My mother looked at shiny leather shoes for the first time and burst into tears. Outside, the sunset is like blood. When he came back from work, he just saw his lonely mother in the sunset, and his heart suddenly hurt.

The next day, he came back early and shouted, "Mom, come quickly!" " ! There is sand in the shoes. "Mother tiptoed over, carefully poured out the pebbles in her shoes and gently wiped them with a cloth:" You! Just like when I was a child, such a clean road can also step on sand. "Seeing his mother's loving and happy face, he smiled like a child.

Maternal love in the world can be so great: if you don't pay, you will be deeply lost.

From now on, every few days, there will be some inexplicable sand in his shoes waiting for his mother to clean it. Just, mom will never know, this is his masterpiece.