In which Chinese newspaper was Shu Ting's prose poem published! There is also a beautiful photographic work next to it! Urgent!

The gentlest smile in memory is the mother's captivating smile and the highest reward in childhood. It's like I won a prize in the Mandarin contest. My lead singer at the school singing convention and the "all troubles" in the weekly music notice were all to win my mother's Zhan Yan smile.

My mother's teeth are thin and neat, but her gums are low. Whenever she laughs, she holds her fist to hide her shame, just like holding a microphone. That posture is ridiculous, but it makes me yearn for it. Because, at that time, in our life, the happy things that can make mom so forgetful are always fresh to meet.

This is the mother's smile, and every affectionate child can learn this from her face.

When jumping the queue, the female companion looks very ordinary: small eyes and a flat nose. When you are angry, your lips are tightly blocked, just like two thick wall doors, and those freckles almost burst out. But she is smart enough not only to laugh at herself, but also to make small groups full of joy in such a monotonous life.

I miss the way she smiles: her eyes are bent like a crescent moon, and even her long black eyebrows have feelings, revealing a neat white tooth. How sweet! For this smile, how many boys in the village team played guitar for her on the bridge at night.

These are the fearless smiles of youth. I don't know when they have faded from our faces. But we can still appreciate these fragrant flowers from the happiness of boys and girls around us.

My teacher is a very ordinary woman worker. The mixed character of kindness, hard work, stubbornness and self-confidence made her team smoke everywhere. I became her apprentice and many people were worried about me. But for three years, she and I

Get along very closely and even become a lightning rod for the team. I like her smile, which often makes her laugh my head off. Her vicissitudes spread out on her forehead, her tired big eyes had a warm luster, and her cheeks pulled into a long ditch had the shadow of dimples. She must be very beautiful, but Cinderella and her military husband who escaped from this country never seem to realize this.

This simple smile reminds people of flowers in the wild, which can be seen at any time, but is always ignored. It is simple and rich, which reminds you of the hardships and happiness of labor, the long and short life, the origin and origin, and the unspeakable vague impulse and emotional wetness between forgetting and remembering.

And the smile of a female politician. Women and politicians.

Smile, because they are as essential as the Chinese tunic suit of a male politician and the suit today. ) All departments that can manage smiles are measured, because they have different job adjustments for superiors, colleagues and subordinates. But we still look forward to it, even if it is a pair of cold eyes. It's like finding a temporary foothold when climbing a cliff, feeling relaxed and tight, looking again and touching the next foothold.

After repeated tests by the director of the neighborhood Committee and the factory women's team leader, I realized that the smile of a female politician is to let you stick to the cliff and not fall.

Some people joke that it is an art.

Oh, that's terrible!