Turning to a page at the back of the calendar, it records a sad look and a happy smile. When I was 11 or 12 years old, I made a promise to my mother that I would write a diary every day. My mother told me with a smile that she would never break her promise. When she was free, she would check it. However, it was the age of playfulness at that time. In less than a week, diary writing was left out of the sky. That afternoon, when I gave my diary to my mother, I thought that she would scold me severely, but she just gave me a deep look, which was mixed with sadness and a little anger, which made me feel that I was a full bad student, tears were rushing out like a market, and my mother's Bracelet came over and gently hugged me, she was like a breeze The words slipped over my ears: "in the future, you must count your words." I nodded my head as if I were dying Now think about it, I was happy, my mother watered the seeds of my inner integrity.
日历翻到今天,傍晚回家时,听到母亲轻轻地唤着我的小名,看到屋顶上袅袅的炊烟,便是一种最本质,最香醇的幸福。如今的日历记载着的是我与母亲跨过心灵的桥梁之后所展现的最纯洁的微笑。
When I go home in the evening, I hear my mother gently calling my nickname. Seeing the curling smoke on the roof is the most essential and mellow happiness. Today's calendar records the purest smile my mother and I have ever shown after crossing the spiritual bridge.
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