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I walked with an umbrella in the rain, and it rained heavily, making a crisp "snapping" sound when I hit the umbrella. There are not many people in the street. They walked in the rain with umbrellas.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and the rain wiped my face. I had to stop and wipe my face with the back of my hand. "What the hell is this weather?" I complain in my heart.

I came to the side of the road and wanted to cross the road. But one car after another, the flow is endless. I looked into the distance, and the traffic had already queued up. Some drivers, driving leisurely and smoking, stick their heads out of the car from time to time and spit out clouds of white smoke; Some drivers, looking straight ahead, rush forward as soon as they step on the accelerator ... I think: I ... What should I do? Rush over? No, there are too many cars.

Suddenly, an uncle in his fifties and sixties came to me. He looked at the endless traffic and looked back at me. His brow seemed to be knotted, and he couldn't untie it. Uncle's eyes are full of anger. He looked at the cars and muttered, "Why are drivers like this now?" Be polite to pedestrians! It's a courtesy car! "Uncle stared at the vehicle and hoped that the driver would treat pedestrians with civility and courtesy. But wait and wait, no car will give way.

Uncle first stared at the car angrily for a long time, then turned around and looked at me kindly and said, "Come on, son, come with me!" " "His gray hair stands out in the sun. I hesitated and backed off again and again. My uncle took a step closer to me and took my hand. He lowered his head and moved his lips slightly: "Don't be afraid, take my hand. "I held his hand, although very old and rough, but very powerful. There is a warm current in my heart.

Walking to the middle of the road, my uncle turned his head again and looked at me with kind eyes and said, "Be careful, there are the most cars here, be careful!" " "At the same time, my uncle pulled my hand tighter. My hand also grasped his hand tightly, and we lived alone in this way.

When I was still immersed in happiness, we had reached the other side of the road, and my uncle was relieved and let go of his calloused hand. I feel a little pain in the back of my hand, but it's as sweet as eating honey. My uncle told me again, "You must be bold and careful when crossing the road next time. Do you know? " I nodded my head. Uncle smiled, as if a stone in his heart had been put down. I laughed too.

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I have a nagging mother.

Every morning, she will definitely urge me on time: "get up, slacker, you will be late!" " "When brushing your teeth and washing your face, she didn't forget to urge me not to drag, hurry up. When eating, she will definitely say: "eat more vegetables and supplement vitamins;" Eat more kelp and supplement iodine; Don't be partial to food, eat enough ... "When she goes to school, she will definitely remind:" Be careful when crossing the road! Go home on time. "The weather has changed a little. She must not forget to let me put on my clothes or bring rain gear. When watching TV, she will definitely ask, "Have you finished your homework? Don't watch TV until it's over. "If I don't go to bed at 9: 30 in the evening, she will definitely urge:" Go to bed quickly, go to bed early and get up early. "For a time, I was particularly annoyed with my mother's nagging.

But a word from my good friend Li Yin reminded me and completely changed my opinion.

Li Yin's mother died a long time ago. Her father is very busy at work and seldom pays attention to her. Li Yin often has a meal without a meal. Once, she was disgusted to hear me complain about my mother's nagging. She said in surprise, "You don't know if you are lucky, unlike me. I want to listen to my mother now, but I can't hear it. " If my mother were still here, I would like to listen to it every day, and I promise I won't disturb it at all. "The speaker unintentionally, the listener. How alarming. Doesn't the mother's nagging contain a maternal love that can't be dispelled? How happy it is to have maternal love! Why should I hate it instead of enjoying it and enjoying it?

Yes! Appreciate nagging and enjoy it. Not only enjoy yourself, but also let your mother enjoy it. From then on, whenever I eat, I will remind my mother: "Eating more vegetables is good for my health!" " "Whenever I watch TV, my mother lies down and watches it for too long. I will "warn" her: "If you keep looking, your eyes will be nearsighted. Be careful of the stiff neck again. And don't let the old problem of hyperosteogeny recur. "If my mother is ill, I will put the medicine in front of her to remind her" Remember to take the medicine on time and don't forget to eat it while it is hot. " .......

"Ah, since when did my baby daughter become a nag?"

"Don't you forget that you inherited this nagging problem?"

"Oh, I see." Mom smiled happily.