Winter is the most impartial in the four seasons, the most ruthless of the season, always give a person with cold, but my winter is warm because of the mother...
When it comes to winter, the mind is not snow, but rather a steaming cup of orange peel, water in the orange peel behind have a powerful stream of water, all over my body.
When I was a child, in the winter, mother every day for I make a cup of orange peel water, especially in the school to school, home to push the door we will be able to smell a orange light faint scent, that is mother carefully bubble good orange peel water for me. Then the wayward I don't like to drink orange peel water. Because it doesn't have any sweet sweet, even with a bitter, every time is a hard drink reluctantly.
I stupid even asked my mother: why is it so hard to want to let me drink to drink the orange peel water? Mother is always a smile said to me: "orange peel can cold water, can give you a warm body!" After I listen to a grain of salt, and didn't mind what mom said, casually asked his mother "what you asked that don't drink?" Mother things, just feel the mother's smile is very beautiful, let me feel only the mother and daughter to get warm and cordial.
Come home from school one day, as usual, to greet me or the fragrance of orange peel, followed by the mother orange peel in water with a towel slowly coming towards me, heavy bag for me, while the hot orange peel water into my hands. Action always carefully as usual, is more serious than to complete an important thing. Is orange peel water I took mother hands, the in the mind can not help fibrillation, swelling up the mother's hand, I hurriedly ask a mother: "mom, how this is done? Painful not painful?" Mom didn't look red back, you didn't care of say: "it's not a big deal, blame mom just don't care..." Listened to mother's words, my heart, my mother is because the give me orange peel water scald. I also always complain and it tasted bitter orange peel water...
From that day on, I love to drink orange peel water, not blame, but from the heart to feel the taste of bitter already disappeared, I think it is the world's most sweet the most sweet drinks, sweet in my heart. I drink in one breath, suddenly feel blood boiling up and down. I ran to the world of snow, standing in the wind, looking at the sky falling snow, I am no longer cold suo suo as usual. I finally understand the mother's good intention. She put her love for me, in the orange peel in the water, in the cold winter let me drink, put zhi hot love in my little heart.
Mother is bloom in cold winter, spring is the sun hung on cold empty, project all the warmth in my heart, no matter how harsh winds before mother warm love in the corner.
Teacher's comment: this article view, will be a trivial life carefully painted, wrote to the mother's gratitude.