It is ok to write a few details (such as detailed description, brief description and description method) about the mother who likes to watch the weather forecast.

Inadvertently turn on the TV, the familiar weather forecast voice rings in my ears again. This reminds me of my mother.

My mother is of medium height, her skin is white and red, and her eyes are as bright as crystal. Only the hair was invaded by silver thread.

I remember eating at home once. My mother said: It's getting cold. Put on more clothes and be careful to catch cold. I said impatiently: I know, I am strong and won't get sick. Mom said, I dare not talk nonsense, this place is amazing! I think it's just a compliment, isn't it? Who knows, the weather is unpredictable. When I got up the next day, something unexpected really happened. As soon as I got up, my whole head felt groggy, like a big shot on my little neck, as if it would break at any time. Mom, this is talking again. Look! I said this place is weird, so I won't talk nonsense in the future. Let's take you to the hospital. Seriously, I really don't admire my mother's superstition.

"Come, give me the remote control transferred to weather channel. This is coming to an end. " Mom said somberly. "Why do you always watch the weather forecast!" I reluctantly left my pie mouth, my ass flew up, and the throne was my mother's. I saw my mother staring at the TV screen for fear of missing a detail. This is my mother. She likes watching the weather forecast. I really don't understand why my mother likes to watch the weather forecast. This is really boring! Once after school, I accidentally told my companion that my mother loves to watch the weather forecast, which is really a quirk. I saw my companion say with a deep face: How can you think so? Mother is our wardrobe. Let's put on more clothes when it's cold. It's so warm that we're afraid of getting angry. Mom is always thinking about us. Suddenly, my face burned and my brush turned red. Yes, why don't I understand such a simple truth myself?

Love is actually very simple.

"Today's weather ..." The familiar voice rang in my ears again, and my eyes were moist, and my heart was inexplicably moved.

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