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The ship of years is quietly rowing away, leaving a touch of faint memories in the gap between memories. On grandma's weather-beaten face, there are a few traces of years ...

Grandma's life is ordinary. She is not as great as Chairman Mao, as strong as Zhang Haidi and as famous as Andy Lau. But she passed on her most extraordinary love to her descendants.

I can tell everyone that my childhood playmate was my grandmother. Because my parents are busy at work, they have to entrust me to my grandmother. Grandma is so happy! Pushing my car every day, taking me to other places to "travel" and watch the beautiful scenery. I'm still dissatisfied, crying loudly. So my grandmother picked me up from the car and sang "Sleep, sleep, my dear baby, sleep ……" Somehow, I was tired of playing, so I really fell asleep.

Time is slowly passing by at the same time. It's two or three years in a flash. I'm five or six years old. At this time, I no longer sit in the car, cry loudly, or sing lullabies to me by my grandmother, and I am more naughty, but my grandmother is still willing to drag her weak body to play with me. I play the slide for a while and swing for a while. Hungry, grandma bought me snacks; Thirst, grandma bought me a drink; When I was tired, my grandmother let me lie in her arms and fall asleep. In fact, I also clearly know that when I slept very sweet, my grandmother must have shown the happiest smile.

gradually, when I grow up, I no longer need grandma's meticulous care, and I can play by myself. As a result, parents "rushed" grandma to my aunt's house. But I don't know how to say goodbye or thank my grandmother. Grandma has no complaints, and she still loves her little granddaughter the most. When she left, she just shed tears of disappointment and sadness ...

Now, I am really grown up and sensible, and I gradually feel my grandmother's pain. I began to blame myself, began to feel guilty, began to feel ashamed, began to complain, and hated myself for not understanding my grandmother's obvious love. Therefore, I also gave my love to my grandmother.

from then on, whenever I went to my aunt's house, I first ran to my grandmother's bedroom. I always wanted to see my grandmother before I met her. When I met my grandmother, I felt very satisfied. Maybe I'm atoning for what I did wrong before! No! No! I really care about my grandma and miss her. Every time I see my grandmother, she always lies in bed, because her grandmother is in poor health and has diseases such as high blood pressure and rheumatism. And when she saw me coming, she was always very happy and didn't seem to be ill. Oh, I see. I am her medicine. As a result, I often visit my grandmother, hoping that her illness will get better. However, grandma didn't forget to take out some good things for me to eat, hehe, what a deep affection! Sometimes, I sat by my grandmother's bed and chatted with her. We talked about the sky and the ground, and talked about the old saying today. It was very pleasant, just like a pair of good friends. Just as we were talking hot, my parents were always annoying and insisted on pulling me back, so I had to tell my grandmother what I owed her before: "Goodbye, grandma!" " When I left, my grandmother got up quickly and stuffed the delicious food that I usually left into my hand. I couldn't refuse, so I accepted this deep family food. Then he said, "Grandma, go back to your room! Be careful to freeze cold! " Then I left my aunt's house with my parents. When I walked under my aunt's balcony, my grandmother stretched out her head and waved and shouted at me, "Goodbye, be sure to come often!" " "Good grandma! Go back to your room and don't let yourself get cold! " I responded. On the way home, my heart was always warm.

Here, I also want to say to my grandmother: "Thank you, grandma, you brought me up without complaining!"

people who have felt affection will clearly know that affection is priceless!

Feeling affection

Affection is like a guidepost in confusion, guiding you the way ahead; Family, like a lamp, illuminates the life you should go; Affection, like a cup of tea, can warm your heart.

My mother is an ordinary woman, but in her ordinary life, I have seen her extraordinary side.

I remember that in the first grade of primary school, I played on the playground with my classmates. Suddenly, I seemed to be pushed down by a force and my chin hit a stone. My classmates sent me to the infirmary, and the teacher said that I would go to the hospital for stitches.

after learning the news, mother put down her housework and rushed to the hospital at "superluminal speed".

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 time, my mother ran into the ward, took my hand and kept comforting me, saying, "Don't be afraid, it will be fine! Mom is by your side, and I will always be with you! " I stopped crying and turned to look into my mother's eyes. For the first time, I found that my mother's eyes were so big, so bright and so charming. Gradually, I fell asleep.

I only vaguely remember that I was lying on a warm, strong back. It was rocking 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 into my mouth and who used caring eyes to relieve the pain of my wound. 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 peace at this moment. I am thinking, if time can stay, please let it stay at this moment.

Outside the window, the stars are staring here 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.

affection, like a honey, gives you a sweet taste; Family, like a clear spring in the desert, can help you when you are in trouble; Family, like a ship, carries you on a voyage.

affection is a clear sky that clouds can never cover!

Taste maternal love again

Under the orange light, my pen rustled and kept writing. After working for more than an hour, I unconsciously put my head on the table. "Tired?" At this moment, there was a familiar and cordial concern. When I looked up, there was a cup of coffee made by my mother on the table.

I picked up this steaming cup of coffee, smelled the attractive fragrance from the cup, and tasted the taste of coffee again. On this quiet night, I couldn't help but get lost in thought ...

Suddenly, I found how great and selfless maternal love is like this cup of strong coffee! It exudes a special fragrance, which is tasteless at the first sip, bitter at the second sip, and sweet at the end. Because its sugar is deposited at the bottom of the cup, only by careful taste can we appreciate its sweetness! This is just like the implicit maternal love, which is revealed in the mother's words and deeds, a cordial greeting, a caring and attentive care, some well-meaning nagging, and even severe blame ... Are these not all manifestations of love, but I turned a blind eye? Fifteen years ago, I began to grab my mother's milk, and I asked my family for something to cover my stomach. As the years passed, I grew from a young and ignorant girl to a slim girl, while my mother's temples quietly grew a silver thread. She broke my heart for my growth and gave her everything without regrets. Motherly love this cup of coffee, I tasted it for fifteen years before I tasted its real taste. In the past fifteen years, my willfulness and ignorance have brought much sadness to my mother, and my rebellion has brought you much pain. And you have embraced everything in me with a generous and kind heart. How can I repay your love as broad and deep as the sun?

in the quiet night, I savored coffee again. But what I tasted was not only the taste of coffee, but also the maternal love like sunshine and rain.

I wonder if such an article is what you need ... o (∩ _ ∩) o ~