The warmth of late800字
There is a love, need not deliberately pursue, an inch of space again, always keep for you.
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Night, a little black, day, slightly cool. The breeze was blowing slowly, with a hint of cool idea.
"Teacher, you were laborious. 'with a roar when the bell, the gate was opened, not only out of the students, parents, and came in their armpits with thick coat is thick.
My eyes staring at the door, hope to have a familiar figure came into my eyes. Looking at the people less and less, more and more dark, my heart is not a heavy. School closed relentlessly. Listlessly I go back to the dormitory, dormitory is not only the classmate also spread the words of their parents care. Look at their bed, the parents have brought quilts and clothes, and look at his own bed, thin is only the beginning, and as if nothing has occurredly lie on the bed, as if to laugh at yourself on purpose.
Night, the house member already entered the sweet dreams, as if in a dream to visit the mother's arms, and I was stupid dream that familiar with the arrival of the figure.
The next day, still very cold. Night, still continue waiting.
"Classisover." This section of the English teacher smoothly ended his English lessons. Somehow, there is a kind of consciousness force I rushed out of the door. 'where are you going? 'a stern voice stopped me. 'oh, my mama ah, this let the teacher caught in the sky, miserably miserably! 'I whisper in your heart. I raised his head in shame, slowly say: 'I, I...... 'suddenly, my eyes a bright, huh? Is elder brother, look beside, and mother. I'm excited called 'mom! The spring of 'wow, I had finally arrived, the familiar figure finally appeared in front of my eyes.At this moment, as if to tell me, mom didn't forget me, I look forward to a mother's love is not to be late. That cut by years, raised her mom's hand, touch my head, and raise another led the baggy bag hand, drop the package to me. At that time, like a ray of sunshine on my body. 'go, go for it! 'mother turned away. I live in the doorway, looking at her far of figure, the eyes can not help some wet.
Bag of fruit and clothes, mixed with mother love, its meaning not so ordinary. The woman, although is a ordinary farmer, but it is great. This is, I understand the true meaning of love: it is not the pursuit of time, need not deliberately pursue, but still have a little space, always keep for you.
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