Composition: there is such a kind. ...
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"Child, it's cold today, so put on more clothes."
"Eat more, eat at school at night, the food in the canteen is not delicious!"
"I just get up and drink a glass of water every day. How many times have I told you? " ……
"Mom, can you stop it! I know all these questions, but I haven't had time to do them. It seems that I am still a baby and don't know anything! Tired of it! " I was a little angry and said to my mother. For an instant, I saw my mother's bright eyes dim, biting her lip and blushing, like a girl who did something wrong. I looked up at my watch, I was going to be late! I picked up my schoolbag and ran, regardless of my mother behind me. "At school ..." My mother followed me out of the house, only said half a sentence, and seemed to think of something, without saying much. If I look back at this time, I will definitely see my mother turning her lonely figure and walking home.
How cold it is! I had to run to school and sit in my seat, and my thoughts gradually became clear: I just talked about my mother, and her mother seemed a little sad. I suddenly have some regrets. In fact, I know that every parent's nagging is for our own good, but if you listen to the same words too much, even a sensible child will be annoyed! Every time I am ambivalent.
I picked up my book and prepared to read it in the morning. The teacher suddenly came in and said, "Your mother is here." I hurried out the door. I saw my mother's red eyes. She cried and her heart melted again. The two of us stood face to face, and neither of us spoke. The atmosphere was awkward. After a while, I got up the courage and said, "Mom, I'm sorry. I won't bother if you nag me again! " Mom shook her head and said, "Forget it. Actually, mom has thought about it. You have entered adolescence. I shouldn't always be in charge of you, so I'll pay attention to it later. " "That's the best of both worlds now!" I'm happy to give my mother a high five.
In fact, sometimes I think that if mom stops nagging and caring about you, you will have nothing to rely on.
"Mom, I'm back." I walked happily to the kitchen. My mother specially stewed fish soup for me, smelling the fragrance and warming my heart.
"Eat more fish!"
"Fish soup supplements the brain and drinks more!"
"Fish head ..."
Mom's words suddenly stopped, and I asked strangely, "What's the matter?" Mother said, "I can't get rid of this problem, and I'm nagging again." I shook my head, held my mother's hand and said, "Mom, if you can't change it, don't change it. I like your nagging. " In this way, it is called home. "Mother smiled and said," Really? " I nodded my head. So mom, she began to turn into a Tang priest again.
I really like this sound, soft and warm, which makes me feel a sense of dependence. At a certain moment, it reaches your heart and touches your heartstrings ... you will find that with this sound, the world becomes beautiful.
This kind of voice is called maternal love.