In the morning, the snowflakes slowly floated on the window, and it was another winter snow.
"Wear your down jacket to school." Mother handed me my down jacket. "Zhi la -" I tried to pull up the zipper, but my down jacket was broken. "Forget it, don't wear my down jacket. It's not far anyway." I was about to go out, but my mother handed me her down jacket: "Change it, you will catch a cold if you get caught in the rain!" As soon as I saw that there were mud spots on the ugly down jacket, I threw them away and at the same time dropped two cold words: "Forget it!" He went out of the door without looking back.
I was going down the stairs when I heard another door call upstairs, followed by my mother's angry cry: "Down jacket - repaired -" I ignored the warm words, but accelerated my pace.
Along the way, I once looked back at my mother behind me, her white hair fluttering in the wind and rain. I wanted to take her down jacket and let her go home as soon as possible, but my stupid stubbornness drove me to run across the road quickly.
When I got to the other side of the road, I looked back and saw that she was breathless and could do nothing for cars speeding by. Her feet step out again and again, and again in the harsh sound of the horn reluctantly back. Finally, there are fewer cars. My mother was about to cross the road when a car that was driving illegally rushed in front of her. My nerves froze - my mother must not have an accident!
The scene at that moment was deeply imprinted on my mind: my mother staggered back a few steps, her white pants were splashed with mud spots that I thought would never go away, but her hands still tightly held the down jacket I wanted to give me, but my mother's whole body was soaked - the clean down jacket was in her arms. When the car passed, my mother waved to me again hurriedly - "... Take the down jacket... Be careful crossing the road..." The voice floated faintly, clearly with hot temperature! At this moment, my mother's tolerance and selfless love melted all the ice in my heart. The temperature of the words is like a warm current, flowing into my mind and spreading through every pore of my body with the blood!
I rushed across the street and ran to my mother. Looking at my mother's messy hair and haggard smile, I could only force a smile and kept asking her why she was so stupid. But the mother still said, "Put on your down jacket, you will catch a cold in the rain!" I took the down jacket with the remaining temperature and put it on my mother without saying anything. Then I grabbed her single coat and hurried into the rain, leaving a sentence: "Mom, put on your hat -- wrap the down jacket tightly..."
Since my family came back from Zhersai Island, my father has never mentioned your name again, and the air at home is always very dull.
有一天，沉闷的气氛被一阵门铃声打破。我开门一看，原来是你，还是那样的憔悴不堪，还是那样的衣衫褴褛。你问我：“ www.d8qu.com 先生，请问这是不是“菲利普？达尔芒司”阁下？”我赶紧说：“是的！是的！你是我的叔叔于勒吗？”听我这么说，你显得很激动，想要说什么却说不出来。
One day, the dull atmosphere was broken by a door bell. I opened the door and saw that it was you, still so haggard and shabby. You asked me: "Mr. WWW.D8QU.COM, is this your Excellency Philip Dalmans?" I quickly said, "Yes! Yes! Are you my uncle Yu Le?" Listen to me. You seem very excited. You can't say anything you want to say.
Mother suddenly appeared behind me and shouted at me: "Joseph, what nonsense! Come here quickly!" Then close the door. You step forward and hold the door that is about to close. Then you say to your mother, "Clarice, don't you really know me? I'm Hule, your brother!" At this time, his father came over and said, "You can't be Yu Le, can you???" Then he said, "My brother Hule has gone to America to make a fortune. He said he would come back and pay us the money he owes us. If he can't, he won't come back. Since you said it was him, go inside and sit down." Father is really punning! Uncle Hule, I clearly saw your old face suddenly twitch.
After entering the house, you said to your father, "Brother, I will come back this time?" Before you finished, the mother said angrily, "Do you want to come back to eat us again? You rascal! You rascal!" You waited for your mother to scold you and then muttered, "I, I, I came back to pay back the money." With that, you took out a big dirty cloth bag from under your shabby clothes and put all the money in it on my tea table. I looked around and found that there were dozens of different denominations put together.
The father smiled and said, "Ah! In this way, you are really Hule!" And said to me: "Joseph, call your uncle, Uncle Yu Le!" Mother's attitude also took a 180 degree turn. She smiled at you and said, "Hule, don't mind what I said just now. I'm afraid someone will come here to cheat on your behalf."
Your father asked you to sit down and then asked you, "This time I will go home, won't I?" When his father said this, his mother stabbed him behind his father's back. You clearly saw it, and stopped talking. Finally, you said: "I still want to go. I have paid you all my money, and I have to go to America again to earn money. Dear brother and sister-in-law, I'm leaving now!" After that, you should go.
My father sent you out, but my mother asked for money. When you turned and left, I suddenly saw something shining in your eyes. I knew it was tears.
The snow outside kept falling, decorating the earth with its white body. The relentless cold wind "whooshes" loudly, and I feel its cold inside the house, but I was infected by my father's words with "temperature", which warms my heart.
I remember that it was a day of ice and snow. The weather was very bad, like God's roaring and venting. My father and I were at home. My mother went out to work, and the room was very quiet.
This is, I was lying on the cold desk doing my homework, and the chair made a strange noise, as if it was shaking. I complained to my father; "It's too cold, please soak a hot water bag for me." The voice seemed to spread very slowly in the cold air, and it took a long time to hear my father say; "Do your own thing." Suddenly, a stream of anger swirled in my heart, and I was furious, as if my hair was burning. I quickly ran over and shouted angrily to my father; "What's the big deal?" I quickly finished, turned around and ran to the study, slamming the door, while my father was silent.
When I lay on my desk again, my mind kept thinking about what I had just done, and my heart kept thinking about it; My father is so ruthless and straightforward. He didn't say anything about my behavior just now. He is still not my father! In this way, we spent a quiet and cold night.
However, when I was reading the newspaper, I came across a noticeable topic. That line of words came into my eyes: a 15-year-old boy who supports his family alone will become an entrepreneur 10 years later! I was shocked that the secret of his success was independence. My father also told me this, but I refused to pay attention to it. Instead, I became angry with embarrassment. Now I am very ashamed. In the future, when doing things, my mind will unconsciously show these pictures and my father's short, deep and warm words. Gradually, I developed the good habit of independence.
Now I think back to my father's words, the short eight words are very different from those before. In these eight words, there is my father's concern, teaching and understanding for me. These words combine father's love. It is because of the simple and clear words that my father can show his love for me. Maybe Dad belongs to the kind of knife mouth, bean curd heart, and his words are cold, but often cold words can be tasted infinitely warm after careful consideration. They surrounded me like a warm current, and felt his warmth from the bottom of my heart, just like the bright sunshine in spring. I realized that my father's words were warm.
The snow is still falling outside, but I feel very warm. Maybe it's a hot water bag, maybe it's a psychological effect, maybe it's spring, but I believe it's my father's words that warm me. It turns out that Dad's words are warm.
Good words like spring breeze, with warm sunshine, interpret the meaning of warmth—— notes preceding the text of a book or following the title of an article
The sun slowly passed through the window and rubbed into the classroom, mixed with a little breeze. When it blew through the hair, it was very cool, with a slight chill, seeping into my heart. It was tension, the tension of the upcoming exam. Faced with the geography and biology examination, the students were more serious and attentive than usual. What they heard was the voice of turning over the examination paper, and rubbing the paper with a pen made a "rustling" sound. As soon as there was some movement at the door, their eyes turned to the voice, and everyone was working hard.
For the geography and biology examination, what worries me most is geography, which is a great challenge for me as a geography dreg. What impressed me was a recent exam. When I learned about the results, the geography teacher's eyes turned from expectation to disappointment. I was very confident in biology, and I was satisfied to get close to the full score. However, geography did not even reach the pass level. For this matter, I could only smile bitterly and seize the time to work hard!
Time keeps counting down. It was the first two days of the exam. After dinner, I had to hurry to go back to the classroom to review. Today's night came very early, a little colder than usual. Perhaps it was because of the strong wind. When I entered the teaching building, my hair was scattered by the wind. When I returned to the classroom, I did not review for a while. I had to take a quiz. I reviewed carefully and carefully, but there were always a few geography questions that I didn't understand. My mood was mixed, and I fell into the geography book again. The teacher corrected the test paper very quickly, and I soon received my geography test paper. The result was not as I expected, and my mood was getting low. For a moment, the whole brain was full of nervousness. When my nose was sour, tears fell down. People around me were discussing the wrong topic fiercely. I covered myself with my hair and sobbed alone. Suddenly, I felt a burst of warmth in my back. I dared not look up when my tears were blurred. The next second I heard the familiar voice: "Give you a big hug. It's OK. Come on!" Life needs a kind of balance. No matter how hard it is, you should smile to make your heart relaxed; No matter how painful it is, you should be strong enough to let your dreams shine. In a moment, her words were like the afternoon sunlight shining through the window, so warm, so warm
It's better to try bravely and make continuous efforts than to struggle about why others always succeed. The so-called "good luck" is nothing more than an opportunity met with efforts. Don't be afraid that your efforts will not be effective, as long as you settle down, step on each step and do a good job of each problem in front of you, time will not let you down after all! "A good word is warm in winter, but a bad word hurts in June." Yes, language has its own temperature. It can convey warmth to people's hearts. It is a good medicine to heal wounds. In the coldest days, good words will shine into your heart like ten thousand feet of light, giving you unlimited warmth!