A humorous story about eyes

On the day of Mom's Eyes, I received a phone call. On the other end of the phone is my brother's anxious voice: "Brother, my mother will have a cataract extraction operation next week. She misses you very much. Please come back soon! " My brother's voice choked. Putting down the phone, I quickly finished the work at hand and embarked on a journey home. The train is accelerating, but it is still too slow for me. I looked out of the window, and those fleeting landscapes turned into my mother's kind eyes, and my eyes blurred. My mother in my childhood memory is a beauty. She is not good at words, but she has a pair of talking eyes. Looking at her eyes, I can understand the joys and sorrows in her heart. I like to see my mother smile. The smile always ripples out from the corner of her eye bit by bit, like a clear lake, and then floats on her curved mouth. Mom's face will become more beautiful because of this smile. My brother and sister and I were very clever when we were young. We've never been in trouble. What shocked us was not my father's reprimand and slap, but my mother's eyes. None of us want to see mother's eyes written with blame and tears. Time flies, we grow up, behind the tall figure, is the mother's old and haggard. My mother is like an industrious farmer, irrigating several seedlings. In order to make the seedling grow into a big tree, she exhausted her hard work and youth, but she had no regrets. Ten years ago, I was admitted to a famous university and was about to leave home for a distant place. My mother took me to the railway station. My mother kept telling me all the way, and I kept nodding. The train has started slowly, and my mother is still standing there and refuses to leave. All her love and care are written in her eyes. I saw the wrinkles in the corner of my mother's eyes and her gray hair. Tears instantly blurred my sight and choked my voice. I waved to my mother hard. "Mom, my son is leaving. You can never forget your eyes in my heart." So I left home to fight for my future. The outside world is wonderful and helpless. I learned to be strong and patient in reality. When I am sad and upset, I will look up at the brightest star in the sky and tell myself that it is my mother's eyes and look at me with expectation. I can't let her down. After graduation, I stayed in that city to work. I was too nervous and busy to go home to see my mother, but my mother didn't blame me. On the phone, her gentle voice comforted me. "Mom knows you are busy and can't come back. Don't worry about me. Work hard there and take care of yourself ... "I responded to my mother's every exhortation into the microphone and felt her warm eyes staring at me. Two years ago, I finally took some time to go home to visit my relatives, only to find that my mother was getting older and faltering, and her clear and bright eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gloom. My brother told me that my mother had cataracts and her vision was blurred, but the doctor said it would take some time before she could have an operation. My heart twitches and hurts. Will my mother go blind? Will the brightest star on the horizon dim from now on? I can't imagine. The sound of the train arriving at the station interrupted my thoughts. I got out of the station, stopped a taxi and went straight to the hospital. My mother lay quietly in the hospital bed, her eyes covered with white gauze. The younger brother greeted him and said softly, "Mom had an operation this morning. She insisted on not doing it. She has to wait for you to come back and look at you again. In fact, she can't see anything clearly now. " My brother's voice choked. I walked to the bed with tears in my eyes. "Mom, I'm back." My mother reached out her trembling hand and groped for my face. I gently held her hand and put it on my face. My mother smiled. Her kind voice is the same as before. "Son, mom is ok, just had a minor operation. In a few days, mom will be able to look at you. You don't have to worry. " I can't hold myself back any longer. Tears fell on my mother's hands. I hate my selfishness and neglect of my mother's feelings. "Mom, I took a long vacation this time. I'll stay with you this time. You can see me when your eyes are better. You can see me as long as you want, ok? " I trembled and said to my mother. The wrinkles on my mother's face turned into brilliant chrysanthemums. "Well, of course, mom wants to see you in her dream!" Hey, don't cry, mom is happy when you come back. How can you cry when you are happy? "My mother wiped away my tears and comforted me softly. It was getting dark and my mother fell asleep. I sat by the bed and held her hand. I remember when I was sick as a child, my mother stayed with me and held my hand. I leaned my head on my mother's pillow and slowly fell asleep. In the dream, my mother's eyes are fine, as kind and bright as before. I saw the kindness in my mother's eyes again and I smiled. Mom's eyes are always the brightest star in the sky and the brightest star in my heart. In the world, is gives cash ID to cash ID (v degrees) but is a little excited about u shield. V is like a ruin, U, IC, a super project, V, often very good. IC has just finished eating and making cakes to fill his hunger, frying a dish, answering a phone call, V, scraping the plane, V, losing weight, and starting to blow the lights. My u doll, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, 2, click OK. Send it to me and lend it to me. Whoa, whoa, whoa. I slept very late. I asked my son, and then you gathered in the happy garden.