A person's deep influence on me
I do not know since when, I have been very exclusive mother hates discipline, she did not understand me. On the contrary, I love my father, my father always let me feel the warmth of understanding. The mother, always with her unique way to limit my action plan, wishful thinking of my life with her. Endogenous unruly I dislike being manipulated. So the contradictions in the increasingly fierce collision. Crazy time, sometimes I even forget the respect for the mother should hold "".
The contradiction of life or in contradiction to, as in the past to continue.
Because of their English achievement is not very ideal, mother helped me find a tutor, tutoring me. Although he is very reluctant to, in order to record can improve, I was reluctant to accept.
That night, I went to English tuition teacher's house, until 9 more left.
Downstairs, wind through the corridor fence blew fiercely, I can not help tighten the neck, braved the cold wind "thump thump thump" underground floor. Just out of door of guard against theft, suddenly looked up, a back into the eye, is the mother! Through the dark street, I clearly know that is my mother, she leaned against the side of the car, bent over, his back towards me, his hands straight smooth in the mouth, perhaps to get more warm, she also from time to time to look up and have a look at the lights, no human nature can be cold, still secure to rely on. At that time, I forgot all about the cold, forget the darkness of night, forget everything, my brain storage space, only a mother! Only in the trembling with cold wait for mother!
Suddenly, the mother turned around, standing in a daze I saw, pushed the cart came. Her figure is more and more near, finally her shadow shrouded in my body. I be at a loss what to do, talk insincerely ask: "what are you doing here?" The mother from the cart pulled a windbreaker, smiled and said: "I'm afraid you cold, took a clothes. Take you home." Took the clothes, touch her cold and stiff finger, ask: "why not to teacher's home to find me?" "Because I'm afraid to affect your learning ah!" She spoke so natural, let me immediately speechless.
Just because I fear impact, the mother in the cold wind bitter day!
The cold war has long and mother, do not know how to communicate and mother I, a time I do not know how to express all kinds of feelings in my heart a sudden, just woodenly dressed, and she slowly heading home. Lights cast light orange, unexpectedly is so warm. Think of a quarrel, her injured eyes, I am deeply sorry and ashamed, she is my mother! Busy "defend" their "autonomy" of I, had ignored her is the most important person in my life! She is in the world I the most dear person!
The wind is still around screaming, but I have not feel the slightest chill. A mother's love is, for me to disperse the darkness of the night, the wind cold. I know, no matter what time, she was beside me! Like the windbreaker, bring me warmth and hope!
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