I always feel that time is of a smile, such as a half-open flowers, blooming in our lives.
the early winter morning, I get up to cook, I heard the hood punching bag, came the clear call of birds, twitter, clear and sweet, I am busy I am, and it's called, on parallel tracks, the lot, I do it because my early morning light and happiness, it is because I am happy and well-accepted. It's calls, led to the other birds fell on my house outside the kitchen window, into the chest Tingzhao My name is, I look at the rise of it, smiled: "Cha-cha, what do you?" I do not know that it does not understand Still happy to call a non-stop. So on the day in the glorious bird calls in the beginning.
from school at noon, Wang's 2-year-old child just because of his fear of a cold, his family gave him to wear a coat, a small 0.8 m high, thick with a bloated, From a distance, like a slowly rolling The barrels, the mother heard the call, turned, smiled and Zhezui Wei was so excited, anxious to run, and not so handy, step Waiwaixiexie reel put all stumble, with open arms, like a Han Han little penguins, Hantaikeju he looks really cute too, to see if the Xiaoshi Hou's son, a mother of Yang instant warmth over the body, I could not help smiling.
home, his son should go to the supermarket snacks, I am afraid of her husband to go home, I do not blame the cook, so he urged: "lengthy, hurry up!" Chong said, to go down the stairs. Son to push his bike: "Mom, I come with you." "Do not Do not Do not ... ..." I can not tell an anxious three "no" to. In the summer, I saw him Jizhe Ju-foot forward to rapid U-turn, in the fall, I saw him carrying children in the school yard past, I still doubt his driving skills, in my eyes, my mother The eyes, but his health is not strong, he is a birdie, Laoniao need protection, I dare to venture on how to get himself? I am very worried, worried that the car down, and smashed my car in the next. But his son insisted: "You come ah mother, all right, you could not knock, I can bring you!" Certain tone to listen to him, he looks strong, I very carefully and anxious to get out, shake some of the car, I am anxious Shuaizhuo Shifeizhide arm like he jumped off, the better, Huang two under on the sound. Lan Zhao's son to relax the waist down, suddenly do not feel small point really grown up, maybe I was carrying his memories of those images have become, in the future from now on, he was carrying me to fly, to fly in his growing years. The 11-year-old juvenile Qingse, so all of a sudden become a mother to rely on.
evening, I cooking in the kitchen, husband Xiazhuan nothing around me, I did not see the Department of apron, so I put my arms open, and so he gave me to wear, and so he gave me a good grade tape , All natural matter of course. He is hungry to get to eat cake and eat their own, I feed a, an own, I feed a Waizhuo Tou ... ... I see this every day of my arms, to take care of my 17 years as the day men, Heart full of happiness and satisfaction. I know that he has to eat, I eat alone; his drink, I drink alone ... ... He will never abandon me, he would go with me slowly old, wrinkled face was still up to me I started to feel as the Po.