Affection, like a signpost in confusion, guide the road ahead for you; Love, like a lamp, light up your life to go; Love, just like a cup of tea, can warm your heart.
At night, at home is not far away, can I see the figure of a little girl, sometimes here, now there, busy busy east west; Wash dry and dry here, there, hard-working. And near a look, the little girl, is -- -- -- -- -- me.
A lot of people, will produce question, why do I have to help my parents to work? Is this:
Every day, to see their parents that tired, busy busy east west, my heart arises spontaneously give a kind of idea: don't, I can't do what I can do? I can not help parents do something... The series of problems, however, the answer is only one answer, that is: I can.
Now, I have a holiday, can easily; And parents? Still want to work, busy. So, in the homework, I will help parents do some housework, dry with a dry, then I think of my childhood:
When I was a child, a sick, parents are busy. Once, I had a high fever, regardless of one's parents, carrying me to the hospital. The way the wind is so big, I shivering, mother seems to feel, without further ado, he put his own clothes wrapped in my body... The next day morning, my disease good, saw their parents the cross-eyed, was full of blood, from the parents' eyes, I see, they didn't sleep a wink!
Love, is so precious! She is priceless treasure of mankind! She is a lifelong partner, it is mankind's greatest wealth!