My daughter is a "little cotton-padded jacket", which really makes people angry and love.

When I was a child, my daughter was a good girl who didn't cry or make trouble. She followed me like a fart and gave me the energy to fight with her father. When I grow up, my daughter is a positive and smiling little girl, which melts all my sorrows and becomes my constant motivation and direction. People often say: "Children are not only the birth of new life, but also the redemption of old life." From the moment I owned her, I really realized the meaning of this sentence. But after all, she is just a child, which will bring a lot of troubles and worries to adults from time to time. I am a mother who advocates independent space, whether it is husband and wife or children. It's just that with her, this space has become less and less.

There is a strange species in this world called "children". From the excitement in the morning to the night, there is always inexhaustible energy and energy. Whenever the weekend comes, I want to curl up on the sofa alone and do something I like quietly: enjoy a cup of light tea, read a book that suits my heart and enjoy the warmth of winter sunshine. She began to "move" for a while, and then tirelessly sang "Let's learn to meow together ..."; Dance "Savage Dance" for a while and run around with your teeth bared. After a while, I made an impromptu speech and jumped out of the beans. After a while, the choppy music, the sound of wind and rain, the sound of landslides and ground fissures ... My ears are filled with all kinds of sounds at any time, which makes people feel like a volcanic eruption, dizzy and insane. I think in a previous life, she must be a woman who is taciturn and not good at talking, and she is so talkative in this life. I think I must have owed her too much in my last life, so we are mother and daughter in this life.

"Mom, look at this; Mom, you play games with me! Mom, why don't we go to the movies! " They are all mothers, all mothers, as if always reminding me that I am her biological mother, trying to tolerate everything about her. Later, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I said, "daughter, mom, please, can you stay quietly for a while!" " "She smiled, put a finger on her mouth and made a" shh "gesture. But this silence didn't last long, and soon it began to jingle. Sometimes, my daughter likes playing practical jokes. She will tell a disgusting cold joke when I enjoy the food, which will make people eat tasteless in an instant, and she will eat happily. When I was about to sit down, I quickly pulled the chair away and watched me fall to the ground and smiled. On Halloween night, I will put on a scary mask and stand behind me when I am unprepared to scare away the seven souls and six souls. In this way, I still can't "roar at the lion" and burst into a small universe, otherwise she will look up at me with those small eyes full of tears and make me submit instantly. "I'm sorry, mom is wrong. I shouldn't lose my temper with you. "Boy" wow ",throw yourself in my arms, wiped your nose and tears on clean clothes, secretly pleased. Maybe she regards this as the interaction between mother and daughter, which is love and warmth; I'm devastated. If I dislike her, she will say, "mom, you should cherish it!" "When I grow up, you want me to be bored by your side, which is an extravagant hope." I think it makes sense. I can only read more books, better cultivate my mind and try to be a gentle and broad-minded mother.

It is said that mothers who help with homework need extremely strong inner support, from questioning life to vomiting blood. Fortunately, my daughter's behavior habits are well cultivated, and I don't have to worry too much about her studies. It just makes people crazy occasionally. I've talked about a topic three times, but it still doesn't work. When I am so angry, this little guy will say, "Mom, I'm only in the third grade, and I won't be normal." A word calmed all the anger, and then said patiently. Of course, my daughter also has many warm-hearted moments. For example, when I have a stomachache, she will cook porridge and pour water, wash the pot and clean the house, and take care of people in every possible way. I will send a card on Teacher's Day, which says, "Mom, you are the best teacher I have ever met in my life." Mother's Day will bring water to soak my feet. I will secretly take home the chocolate awarded by the teacher when I get full marks in the exam. When I am depressed, I will be encouraged to go forward bravely and set out for all good things. When I encounter setbacks in my life, I will say to me, "mom, I believe you." You are the best in my heart. " My daughter is my "little cotton-padded jacket", which makes people angry and love. Her smile, like a ray of sunshine, illuminates every corner of my life, leaving those sorrows nowhere to hide, giving me courage and hope to move forward and encouraging me to become a better person. Thank fate, let us be mother and daughter in this life. The copyright belongs to the author. Please contact the author for authorization and indicate the source for any form of reprinting. The author of this article, a senior literary creator, authorized the rights protection knight to distribute it in the brand house.