Suddenly look back

Suddenly look back and find that growth is like a gust of wind, the wind has no trace. In no trace, we grow quietly, in the years, we interpret the joys and sorrows." Loving mother hands line, wandering clothes "refers to the family; "Peach blossom pool water a thousand feet deep, less than Wang Lun sent me love" said is friendship; "Once the sea is difficult to water, except Wushan is not a cloud" road is Yuan Zhen and his wife love; "Life since ancient times who have not died, according to the history of the heart" is the love of national conditions; "Ten years of trees, a hundred years of trees, the kindness of planting willows, unforgettable" is about teachers and students; "Lang riding bamboo horse, round the bed to get green plum" is the two little guess... People have a variety of emotions in their life, which makes our life as sweet as honey. A few days ago, I got gastroenteritis because I ate too much iced food. My stomach was like a Monkey King. I was in great pain. Parents are beside the anxious, like ants on the hot pot, their hearts are tense at this time, anxious feelings are not expressed in the table. As the day passed, my pain eased considerably after some treatment. At this time, I had a chance to look at my parents, my mother's hair is slightly messy, her face is full of fatigue and haggard, black thick hair from time to time a few strands of silver hair. I took small sips of the medicine soup, which was so bitter it was almost impossible to taste. But there is a warm flow in my heart throughout the body, sweet, is the family. When I graduated from primary school, tears rolled down my cheeks as I looked at those familiar faces. Today, a goodbye, I do not know when to meet, my heart can not help but gush out of a deep feeling of perseverance. It's hard when we meet! This sour is the friendship of classmates. The sugar in the honey pot will always eat up, but the love in life, it is exhausted thousands of words will never be finished, unclear, inexhaustible. Add a little sugar, bitter medicine will be sweet; Add some love, our life will be sweeter.Life is like a river, walking along the river to count the taste of life, there are countless fresh little things alive. Like a shoelace on that spring morning, I saw the most beautiful emotion. That day I leaned against the window and wondered at the loose LACES of my father's shoes as he prepared to leave, but I said nothing. I saw my mother put down the housework, went to the door, leaned over, bent over, and she began to focus on not tying her father's shoelaces. My mother's long, smooth hair fell from her face, and the corners of her mouth tightened in a gentle arc. Her thin, white fingers ran back and forth between his shoelaces, as if she were doing a meticulous job. Father's eyes soft as a lake of spring water. Calm, through the air of dust and sunlight, quietly sprinkled on her body. Outside the window is the crisp song of spring, the faint light reflected in the heart. She slowly raised her head and looked at her father, her eyes interlocking, no sound, no words, only sincere care and the bright spring day. The silence at that moment seemed to have no end, leaving only the affection of each other for 24 years, the warm care after the youthful throb faded. When my mother rose, my father's body trembled slightly, but his eyes were still cast on her no longer young face. He stepped forward and stretched out his arms, but did not complete the embrace. My father smiled silently and awkwardly like a big boy. The mother's falling hair is brushed to her ear only with her hand, and the movement is gentle. Her cheeks were rosy, as shy as her first love. Luster interleaving, in the moved tears, blurred the mottled years. The snow-white shoelaces are so long. Through the warm spring sun, through his eyes, through the ends of her hair, through the old lines of time. This is the most beautiful emotion. The long river of life is turbulent, but there are always some people, some small things like deep Wells, whether the sun is hot, or the ups and downs, always retain the original sweet and clear, just as the most beautiful emotions, the snow-white shoelaces.