Enjoy the fish swimming happily in the sun, and the birds flying freely in the sun. Soaked in the ocean of family affection, I always feel the love that is warmer than the sun. ——Inscription
Every time I touch the place where the label has been removed from the back of the clothes, I feel the meticulous family affection.
One day, my mother bought me a cute short-sleeved shirt. I took it and put it on happily, looking at it in the mirror. My mother looked back and forth, from the cuffs to the collar, from the buttons to the lace, for fear that there would be something uncomfortable. Finally, my mother's eyes fell on the trademark on the back of my neck, and then asked me if it would be uncomfortable? Maybe it was because I was eager to wear good-looking clothes, so I shook my head and ran out. Only mother's helpless sigh was left.
When I came back from get out of class in the evening, my mother immediately asked me if the trademark was prickly, and she opened the collar to check it carefully. Before I could answer, my mother said in surprise: "Oh my God! It's all red! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, take off the trademark and wear it again!" I looked in the mirror and saw, it's not true, the area covered by the trademark was all red. piece.
I saw my mother ironing the clothes first. Then, I took out the scissors and cut off the trademark along the edge. She stretched out her hand and rubbed the remaining thread, frowned, and seemed not to be worried, so she took out a needle and picked out the thin thread. Look again, the trademark has been "invited" away without leaving any trace. Mom's frown relaxed. My mother asked me to try it on again. I felt that the clothes were more comfortable because it contained my mother's deep love.
From then on, my mother would take off all my clothes, no matter whether the labels were offensive or not, for fear that I would feel the slightest discomfort.
When eating, my father would leave his favorite dishes to me; before going to school, my mother would repeatedly tell me to pay attention to my safety; during my nap, my grandma would put a layer of quilt on me; before the exam, my mother would not forget to accompany me. Staying up late reviewing... Whenever I think of this, my heart feels as warm as the sun.
The vegetation withers and flourishes, but family love lasts forever. Under the sunshine of family affection, I grew up happily.