On the night of spring, the small town under the moonlight has faded away from the slight cold wind during the day, impetuous and noisy, and returned to peace and harmony.
Days and nights are as cool as water, and moonlight is like water. A crescent moon hangs shallowly in the dark blue sky, like a boat in the blue ocean, slowly rippling and rocking in my arms; Sparse stars, such as eyes in the sky, keep flashing, adding a touch of agility and liveliness to the vast sky. The wind gently waved long sleeves in the cool night sky, and the air was filled with fragrance.
The light shines warmly, and she has a cool smile on her face, feeling the faint warmth hanging over her. Willing to sit like this, sitting under the lamp, weaving that beautiful and sweet dream. Our dream is far away, but it seems close at hand.
Many things are silent languages, and you can only feel and listen with your heart.
one
On the evening of March 8, there was an activity in the unit, and everyone had dinner together. After eating in a panic, getting up and going home seems to be in my daughter's third year of high school, and there are few such extravagant times.
When the car went downstairs, I saw the whole building was dark and the windows were shining with black and blue light. That's people watching TV. The dark living room without lights is your home. But I know that in the study, my daughter must study silently under the lamp.
A quiet night, a lamp, a book and a set of questions made a wonderful time. My children, under the light, are looking for their own life path and their own growth steps.
It seems that for more than ten years, my daughter and I, under a bright lamp, have a dream called the college entrance examination. We have been persisting in it, enjoying it and, as always, full of longing. She does all kinds of problems, and I read or write. In the dark, we are a pair of quiet backs, a pair of steps to accompany each other forward.
Sometimes the night is so long, I feel like a moth under the lamp, dreaming of belonging to a child and a family, looking for a future without retreat.
The days of senior three are spent in torment, regardless of adults and children, regardless of teachers and students. Many families, every family is like this. The college entrance examination is a long war without smoke, with different battlefields, different identities and different forms of fighting, but the process, spirit and ideal pursuit that everyone needs to work hard are the same.
Daughter is the kind of child who is very sensible and can find confidence and fun in her study. For a long time, we seldom worry about learning. In the third year of high school, she seldom spoke, and her once cheerful personality became more silent, and her originally inactive personality became more calm. Pale face, scurrying footsteps, tired face, lack of sleep, carrying a big bag at home and on the way to school every day, in a hurry.
Husband's task is to cook. He gets up early every day, cooks porridge or soy milk and waits for the children to get up. He reduced a lot of entertainment, silently doing the housework within his power, and doing a good job of logistics support for us.
The three of us, sincerely United, worked hard to persist in this process. In the dead of night, looking at the loneliness of youth at the desk, looking at the cute little face, I feel distressed, encouraged and silently supported. ...
two
Epiktetos, an ancient Greek philosopher, said: As soon as a child is born, it is too late to love her.
Lingxiu's little girl was reincarnated into her belly because of the love of several generations, which made me lucky to be a mother and let me have her in my life! Yes, she is the most successful work in my life. I love her so much that I am willing to give her all the beauty and peace in my limited life.
Every time I see my daughter grow up happily, her eyes are pure without any sadness, I am more convinced that my mother's happiness is the light of a lamp, and suddenly looking back, it is the happiest time. ...
I remember when my daughter was a child, I learned to knit a sweater or skirt for her under the lamp. Twist the thread between your fingers, weave it carefully, and watch the graceful dance of a hair and a thread at your fingertips, and a sense of happiness as a mother arises spontaneously. She pestered me, spoiled and silly, and slapped me with a smile. Perhaps knitting is not only a dress, but also a long and happy dream. All feelings, all love, strong or weak, deep or shallow, long or short, straight or curved, are contained in the needle and thread wrapped around your finger.
In the warm light, the dream of growing into a human being, being safe and healthy is beating and struggling quietly, waving to us warmly and reflecting for a long time in that small and willing corner of life; Like intoxicating sweet sprinkles, sweet to the heart.
three
In the light, she finally grew up slowly, and I also had a few gray hairs, and the years were passing away.
In this life, because of the deep concern of mother and daughter, I know that children's interests are cultivated by their parents; So I know that teaching by example is more important than teaching by example!
I told her that shaping a self-conscious, self-reliant, self-confident, self-reliant and optimistic personality is the greatest wealth in life.
I told her that no matter what she did. It is a rational practice to treat difficulties and processes with a normal heart.
I told her to have confidence, let herself face the known reality calmly, use her brains to find ways and do it, and all the problems are no longer problems.
I told her that "diligence can make up for the deficiency", and only by persisting in the spirit of upward and perseverance can we win respect, dignity, love and friendship.
I told her that as long as we make full use of our strengths and avoid weaknesses, everyone can be the best, and as long as we have dreams, we will create miracles!
I told her that gratitude and effective communication are the best ways to bring family relations and friendship closer.
I told her that everyone should have dreams. There is hope only when there is a dream, and power only when there is a dream.
I told her how short and fragile life is. Cherish life and protect yourself!
I told her that the human heart is a lamp, if there is no dust, it will shine brightly; Everyone has a pure heart, but it can't be revealed because of troubles and delusions. As long as the false heart is removed, you can return to your pure self.
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four
"With a deep voice, the threshold of the cage is red. It's only been a few months. I haven't talked for a thousand years, and there are countless years. "
Some people say that the woman sitting under the lamp has the most sense of accomplishment. I don't know if my daughter and I are one of them Perhaps, enrichment is not itself, but stillness and pursuit, and it is also the only emotion that radiates brilliance.
Life is a battlefield everywhere. The college entrance examination is just an ordinary exercise in many battlefields that my daughter faces. But compared with many later exercises, it can make people grow up. Because, this is more like a breakthrough battle to break through fate.
After waiting for 60 days, when you get the long-awaited admission notice, you can relax, sit by the TV for a long time, watch your favorite programs, and realize many unfinished wishes.
Su Dongpo's Ceng Yun, a bamboo building with bright paper windows, is not so interesting here. This scene is really interesting. Generally this kind of lamp is a desk lamp. The ancients advised people to study and often talked about the fun, such as the fun of reading in the four seasons and the fun of reading in Tao Tao.
Under the lamp, many times, I think about the past, the present and the future, express them in words and record them. It doesn't mean anything, but it's a testimony when I was alive. I have lived, as evidenced by this passage; I have thought about it, and the process of thinking is these words; Once love and hate, all flashed in these words. Pale thoughts will also collide with sparks, so seize the fleeting inspiration.
five
Legend has it that Master Yi Deng, a famous monk, has a "lamp of life" with a 500-year-old pearl in the center. This pearl is crystal clear and radiant. The person who gets this lamp, after shining with pearls, can be extraordinary, surpass himself, have noble character and be respected by the world. Three disciples knelt down and asked for advice on how to get this rare treasure. Deng laughed after hearing this. He told his three disciples: there are countless people in the world, which can be divided into three categories: people who often harm others and benefit themselves, whose hearts are covered with dust and their eyes are full of ugliness, which is worse than others; Those who harm others and benefit themselves occasionally have a little dust in their hearts, just like a slightly flawed white jade, which does not hide its brilliance at all. This is a product between people; People who do not harm others and benefit themselves are like mirrors all their lives, white and flawless, and are respected by the world. This is the top grade among people.
The human heart is a crystal, and there is no room for any dust. The so-called "lamp of life" is also a pure heart.
Nowadays, when you see bright lights, bright colors and warm lights shining in the room, it can always evoke strange feelings in your heart. In the long journey of chasing dreams, after tasting the ups and downs of life, I understand the value of life.
In order to make life more beautiful, let life bloom in beautiful colors, without leaving too many regrets, sweep away the shadows in the heart, light the heart lamp and welcome the light of life.
The time under the lamp is a warm and quiet painting. In the misty tea fragrance, listen gently, listen to the whispers and complaints of love. ...