Happy Tears
Today I read a personal diary of my mother’s QQ space, “A Birthday Longing for a Bowl of Noodles.” My mother wrote in her diary, because no one has ever She remembers her mother's birthday, so every time it comes to her birthday, she feels extremely disappointed. She says that he doesn't need expensive gifts. She longs to come home from get off work and her father can cook her a bowl of noodles and say " Happy birthday", she felt very happy, but...
Yes, it’s not just my father who doesn’t remember, my daughter also doesn’t remember my mother’s birthday, and my mother always says “Happy Birthday!” to us every time it’s our birthday. A bowl of noodles was brought to us, and they would jokingly say: "You have to finish it, these are longevity noodles!" Thinking of this, my eyes became moist, so I thought to myself: "Mom, this time I will definitely You won’t feel lost.”
Monday is my mother’s birthday. In the morning, I secretly took my pocket money with me to buy gifts, and then found a reason to send the gifts home.
I had dinner at my mother's work at noon. I found a reason to go home, so I went to the cake shop and bought a cake. After I got home, I put the cake in the refrigerator and put a bright note on the refrigerator with the words "Happy Birthday" and drew an image of my mother holding me on the back. Although it wasn't very beautiful, I did it with my heart. of. There was also a "Please look at the refrigerator" posted on the refrigerator. The cake said "Happy Birthday Mom". I turned on my computer and downloaded a birthday song.
In the evening, after my mother came in, I quickly ran into the study, turned on the computer, and the song "Happy Birthday" sounded. My mother was stunned for a moment, then opened the refrigerator, took out the cake, opened it, and saw a white cake. The cute little rabbit looked at his mother with naughty "eyes". I walked out and clapped my hands and sang the birthday song "Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you..." My mother, who is usually calm and stubborn, was really stunned. It took her a while to recover, and she suddenly walked quickly to the bathroom. Go, probably because she has a bad temper and doesn't want others to see her cry. After a while, I heard whimpering coming from the bathroom. I know my mother’s tears are tears of happiness, not tears of loss.
So I quietly walked into the room. After a long time, my mother came out of the bathroom. She walked into the room and hugged me tightly. Tears were shining in her red and swollen eyes. I gently I whispered in my mother's ear: "Mom, happy birthday!" My mother said emotionally: "Thank you, baby, the baby has really grown up." At that moment, I suddenly understood that mothers also need their daughter's love. Love is also needed in return.
There are many more stories about our mother and daughter. I believe that these stories will accompany me as I continue to grow, and the love between mother and daughter will be like a stream, flowing forever and never ending.
When we were born, we were accompanied by tears; after we went to school, we faced the teacher’s criticism and the pressure of study, and we were also accompanied by tears; when we grew up, we struggled for work and family. , will shed tears in the face of setbacks; will shed tears for friendship, family affection, and even love.
Tears are really strange. They cause people to have a variety of complex emotions, making it difficult for people to understand and distinguish. happiness? pain? In fact, tears are also a kind of happiness!
Crying is not necessarily a sign of weakness, incompetence, and pity; smiling is not necessarily a sign of joy, joy, and happiness. Only you know and understand your own state of mind best. No matter what others say, they will not replace you. So, don’t hide our emotions, cry if you want to, laugh if you want to laugh, feel uncomfortable if you feel uncomfortable, and be happy if you feel happy. Cry your own tears and let others talk!
Crying is a kind of happiness, because it vents the unhappiness in the heart and makes the soul warm again! Learn to cry. ! Why be too harsh on yourself. Allow yourself to smile or cry. Follow your heart, that way, we will become more mature and happy.
Tears flow in your own sky, and happiness is in your own hands!
After the rain, the sky will be clearer, and the sky will be bluer; after the tears, the mood will be more comfortable. Tears are like rain, let it nourish this susceptible heart!
In happy moments, I burst into tears.