Gentle mother's voice, singing songs to listen to very good.
as long as the mother at home, there will be songs, players sometimes sing, sometimes singing mother.
cooking, singing along with his mother Guowan spoon ladle melodious symphony, washing clothes, the mother's voice as molded clothes and the voice of the long. At that time, I like to listen to the mother of Zhou Xuan song "End of the World female singer," the former Soviet Union and the song "Cranberry flowers open," "Night in Moscow", every night, the mother is singing us into dreamland, rush Last weekend overtime is not the father, mother and father also duet, nice and warm home, we are very happy.
go to school, I am in the school's publicity team dancing, singing and watching the students admired home mothers did not blame the voice of genetic good to me, and that the good mother eyes eccentric voice to the genetic sister, sister proud moment Extraordinary looked up and I angrily Jue Zhezui. The mother said with a smile: "Mom's dancing is not a genetic also gave you?" Yes ah, the mother of their children will not have to have a partial, as her selfless love is broad.
I work, the TV-rich, such as the proliferation of singers, most mothers like to hear singing Li Gu Yi, Li Gu Yi as long as there is singing, his mother took the book, while focusing on the side to record the lyrics to sing along, that the first "flower "The mother singing a very authentic. Like music very much in support of his mother's father, the Trustee from Guangzhou to the mother bought a tape recorder bricks, the mother is always filled with songs in between the floor.
father was sick, the last action is not convenient, too tired mother never had to sing.
New Year, it was a floating of snow on New Year's Eve night, the father said with a smile: "You have not heard for a long time to sing a mother, your mother tonight, please give us sing the first" open flowers Cranberries "better? "We have an immediate applause, the younger brother Fanxiangdaogui hurry home to find his father had swept through the harmonica accompaniment for the mother, listening to his mother's long songs, as if to see a beautiful young mother, not a finger in the shuttle's mother's gray hair, Some heart sorrow and grief. Over and over, such as mother, father's eyes were red, our eyes are the same wet, and that night the father and mother very happy, and mother to sing several songs in the first, I am proud mother's voice remains the same, sweet and moist.