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Children, help my mother to see if there is any white hair on the head, and then pull it up, or it will be old." "Few, almost invisible." This conversation has often been repeated between the mother and me recently. Sometimes I just pulled out a few white hairs for two days, and my mother asked me to help her "care". Before going to sleep, I squinted and dialed on my mother's head, like a treasure hunt in the bushes. Hardly, I didn't find the traces of white hair. The eyes that were tired because of my homework had to be spent. "Mom, I really don't have white hair!" But the mother didn't seem to believe my words, and spit a sigh of relief: Let's go to the son, you have to go to sleep." After lying down, I don't know why, obviously sleepy but can't sleep. Didn't find the white hair to make my obsessive-compulsive disorder happen again? Still really worried that my mother is old... I think it is the latter. Just a week ago, I had a big dispute with my mother, because my impulsive, unspeakable, hurt my mother, my mother was so angry that I couldn��t stop crying. I was very regretful and shocked at the time. It was the first time that I felt that my mother, who had always been strong in my memory, was so fragile and helpless. She didn��t look so strong, she was really old. Yet? Although she was so sad, she still forgave me. After the reconciliation, I was always afraid that I would say something that I should not say. I often stayed one night before the Shenyue exam. I wrote the review questions very late, and my mother was busy with the housework. I am not talking when I am with my mother. I was almost twelve o'clock, and I was so sleepy that I kept hanging my head. ��How long?�� The mother broke the silence. ��More than two hours.�� I replied. My mother may know that I am guilty again. In fact, it takes only half an hour, but I don��t know why I always like to talk with anger. Mother gently patted my shoulder. "First take a break, sharpen the knife and cut the woodwork. You are now confused and can't think about solving the problem." I didn't say anything, and I insisted for a while, really support If you don't live, go to the bedroom and lie down and take a break Marlboro Red. When I was conscious, I went back to the study room and pushed open the study door. The light was still on. The mother seemed to have been sitting there and never left. She looked very tired and her eyes were still swollen. Looking at the table again, one more bottle of yogurt and a plate of cut mangoes, under the warm-colored table lamp, it is particularly attractive. Suddenly, my eyes are a bit sour. How long does my mother always ask me? When I take time to improve efficiency, I am bothered and disgusted. I don��t know that my mother is not urging me to supervise me. I care more about me. I am distressed by me Marlboro Gold. I only feel that I have worked hard all day, and my mother is harder. I raise a person to raise me. I am busy every day in the unit. I have to buy food for housework and take care of me. No matter how late at night, it must be after I go to bed. She will go to sleep, and I am still in bed in the morning, she has to get up early to make breakfast for me Newport 100S... I am uplifting, quickly complete the remaining review questions, pack the bags, stand up, and embrace silently. Look at the mother. This is the first time I have taken the initiative to apologize to my mother after the last unpleasantness. The mother snorted and embraced me with open arms and stroked my head. I couldn't help but cry in that moment. All the distress and stress in life have another side, but we have not found it. The pressure of learning, behind the parents' shackles is full of harvest and deep love. Losing these things will make life lose its meaning. "Whoever says that he has a heart, and he has won three springs." The mother's white hair is a poem in my eyes, writing the years and affection.

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