Prose that warms my heart

People are expensive and affectionate. Affection, love and friendship are indispensable emotions in life. They haunt our hearts all the time, breathing deeply and accompanying our souls. Pure and beautiful feelings are as intoxicating as flowers, like flowing rivers, and more like torches in winter. Affection is warm and soft, soothing every tired body and mind, and it is an eternal haven for wanderers. Romance and warmth of love are like a spring breeze, a high song and a beautiful poem. Friendship is a tearful smile and mutual understanding. No matter where you are, with these three cornerstones of love, I believe the road ahead will be wider and farther. ...

One: Family articles

Clouds are floating and dreams are floating. Alone on the blue boat, go to Wan Li, and the green hills will shake with me.

The wind is rustling and the rain is rustling. Xiang Yan returned to the bridge, and her parents were in the old nest.

The train for my hometown Hebei leaves at ten o'clock tonight. After dinner, my husband urged me to sleep for a while to avoid falling asleep on the train. The excitement of going home kept me awake, totally immersed in the joy of seeing my parents right away.

Although it is winter, tonight's night is particularly charming. The dim lights and flashing neon lights surround my hurried dreams.

The train is moving slowly, and the sound of "Kuden, Kuden" sounds so wonderful at the moment. I quietly looked out of the window, looking at rows of houses, mountains left behind, and endless business and trivial things. The carriages are orderly, some look down at their mobile phones, and some pretend to sleep with their eyes closed. My thoughts are fermenting and expanding in this special atmosphere, and my heart has already flown to my parents after a year's absence.

It was seven years ago, and our three brothers and sisters flew away like birds. My sister and I went to Yantai, Shandong Province to do business, and my brother went to Beijing to start a business. From then on, parents became the old Sang Yu who guarded their homes, and became the most reluctant concern in our hearts.

Starting a business in a new city will inevitably encounter many difficulties. Because of my urgent personality, I often get angry in a hurry, and then I get seriously ill. Really tasted the hardships of starting a business, and my sister's character is careless, with a mind that the sky is falling. Even so, her heart is extremely soft. Whenever I am sick, my sister will make me something that we are not willing to eat at ordinary times. We were sitting in the most humble rental house, on that hard wooden bed, and I ...

My sister always enlightened me: "Sister, eat quickly and get better. As the days go by, our business will accumulate little by little. I believe that it will always be good. "

I squeezed out a smile from the corner of my mouth in shame and sighed and said, "I still want to learn from my sister." Yes, I believe that there will always be a clear sky. "

My sister kept putting fish and meat in my bowl, and I couldn't refuse. She smiled and said, "I just like soup. The nutrition is all in the soup. You see, I am always chubby. "

I am seven years older than my sister, and I have been her support since I was a child. Looking at her distressed eyes, I flashed a trace of helplessness, and I suddenly woke up. I don't want to get sick! I want to cheer up! I want to give her a strong shoulder!

We comforted each other and warmed each other along the way. We miss our parents most. We haven't called our parents for ten days. Whenever we pick up the phone, we always put it down heavily, because we haven't thought about making our parents happy. Remind yourself countless times that no matter what, people can't accompany you, and you must always make phone calls, even if their little lies will expose you. Hearing parents' voices is the greatest comfort and motivation to move forward.

One day, my sister and I were sorting out the goods when the phone rang: Hello! Girl, I'm at Yantai Railway Station. Huh? ! My sister and I looked at each other and put down our work. I asked my husband to look after the shop and took a taxi to the railway station in a hurry.

In the distance, a thin figure came into view. Is it the father? He is obviously a little fat. Why? My heart seems to have been pricked, a feeling of pain, and I tried to hide it. My father saw us, too He waved to us like a child and waved to us like a parent picking up a kindergarten child. I saw three or four big bags at my father's feet. He walked a long way, panting to wipe the sweat from his forehead. On his dark face, his eyes were less harsh and more kind. My sister and I ran to my father and held his arm, just like two birds that found a big tree to dock.

Back to our rental house, my father opened a package like a treasure chest, which contained dried sweet potatoes, peanuts, cooked ginger in the jar, fresh corn flour, and a big bag of bean bags, and so on. I laughed and scolded my father for taking these things so far. Father smiled and said, "Your mother missed you and insisted that I come to see you and let me bring more things. I really can't carry it, so I brought it. " My father looked around the house and then at me, who was a little thin. A tear flashed through his eyes, and then he hid his deep love. Father! Only mom is thinking about us!

At this moment, a whistle pulled me back from my memory and I wiped my eyes. Some people arrived at the station, and I looked at their hurried backs. They must be as eager to be reunited with their families as I am, right? Let me sort out my thoughts. I want to see my parents' happiest state. What makes me practical is that my parents are still in good health. Although they are sometimes a little sick, they are too old to walk. Time passes, guarding the same. What action should I take to protect it? The sentence "the tree wants to be quiet, but the wind will not stop, and the child wants to raise and not kiss" reminds me all the time. I discussed with my husband and sister and took turns going home to accompany my parents. This time, I left early and embarked on the most relaxed, warmest and happiest return journey!

Two: Love articles

There is a kind of love called caring for each other. It is not vigorous, and there are no gorgeous roses and romantic love words. Just the interdependence of sunrise and sunset. When you are tired, wipe the sweat from your forehead for each other, and add a coat for each other as soon as the wind blows.

My lover and I met through a matchmaker blind date. At that time, rural people were very simple, paying attention to the fact that as long as people were honest and decent, they were basically the same. Perhaps because of the influence of the times, our thoughts are more conservative. After four years of engagement, we just visit relatives on holidays and then have dinner. Not much communication. At the legal age, we got married and lived on a fixed track. Everything was so calm.

I remember that when my daughter was born, I took care of the children at home and he went out to earn money. Once, when he came back from going out, he took out a hat from his suitcase and gently put it on my head. This hat is rabbit hair and orange. It looks fashionable and beautiful. Women love beauty. I took pictures in the mirror again and again and made a naughty expression. My husband looked at me and smiled and said, "I saw a man wearing this hat outside." Very beautiful. It took me several blocks to buy it. Do you like it? "

"Why do you want to buy something for me?" I didn't answer directly.

"I'm glad to see you happy. You have nothing to wear with me. I thought it would look good on you, so I bought it. " He said foolishly.

"Pretty expensive, right?" I want to live a good life, and I can't help but care about the price.

"Not expensive, not expensive, you like it." He said gently.

"Don't waste money in the future." I said it with my heart in my mouth.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I don't know whether I like hats or I feel loved. I don't know if this is love, but I feel very sweet and warm in my heart.

My wife and I are not very wealthy. Thankfully, we both have the character of hard-working and perseverance. In order to get rid of poverty as soon as possible, we scrimp and save, and my wife has been making money. I take care of the children and do some manual work at home. Although this life is hard, what can make people feel happier than working together?

I remember it was a rainy night in early autumn, and I got a phone call from my lover. He brought back some goods. At that time, the rural roads were narrow and difficult to walk, and the trucks could not enter the village, so he unloaded the goods at the edge of the township road. I gave the child to my mother-in-law, put on my raincoat, picked up my flashlight and boarded the tricycle. In the dark night, I forgot my fear and remembered it quickly! Hurry up! He is waiting for me. When I rode to my destination, I was already sweating in the cool autumn wind and autumn rain.

My wife and I quickly loaded the goods onto the tricycle. Because there were too many goods, he pushed hard and I pushed behind. At this time, the road is muddy and some low-lying places are full of water. Mud sticks to the wheel from time to time, so we have to stop, dig it out with hard branches and move on. We trudged to the entrance of the village, and there was a slope in front of us. At the moment, we don't have much strength and our feet slip. Halfway up the hill, cars and people slipped down. I sat in the mud with my lover. You look at me, I look at you. I can't help laughing. By the dim light of the flashlight, we saw that each other had become "dirty little cats". Let's stop and have a rest before we go.

My lover looked at me with a distressed face, took my hand and said, "Are you exhausted?"

"Nothing, not tired." Looking at his tired face, I pretended to be relaxed, then changed the subject and said naughtily, "Do you know? I once fantasized about love stories like Qiong Yao's novels. I didn't expect to meet such a grounded person and give me a unique mud love in the wind and rain. Haha, thank you. "

"Mud love, mud love, mud love ..." Lover murmured.

"How about we use it to build our own' palace' in the future?" I said with a smile.

"good! I promise you! " He said firmly.

Strength seems to be full of the whole body again, and we got up and pushed up the slope in one go, smiling at each other. The raindrops jumped wildly on the cheeks, as if listening to our hearts and becoming very gentle.

The years of being in the same boat through thick and thin are always unforgettable, and it has blossomed in every unremarkable day in the future. In a blink of an eye, we have gone through seventeen spring and autumn periods together, experienced tempering, experienced sadness and joy, and the road ahead will go on with each other. Whenever we walk hand in hand at dusk, a tacit feeling lingers in our hearts, so touching and sweet that we don't need too many words. Isn't this the most beautiful love in the world?

Three: friendship articles

In many friendships, students' feelings are more worth cherishing. In real life, it is like a paradise, with a different kind of pure land and clean and pure emotions.

When I returned to my hometown this Spring Festival, I accidentally met the old monitor of junior high school. We haven't seen each other for nearly 30 years, but we recognized each other at a glance. Looking at each other's vicissitudes, we feel familiar and unfamiliar, but this feeling soon disappears without a trace. We still maintain the purest heart and talk without any bad feelings. Very relaxed and happy. We are all in the age of no doubt, we all have our own families and careers, and we are always tied up by complicated affairs. It is rare to meet each other during the Spring Festival. He suggested a class reunion, and I naturally agreed with him. Because the old squad leader runs a factory in his hometown, he has some classmates' contact information, which is not difficult to do, but it is really exciting for me.

We chose the sixth day of the first month to get together at the old monitor's house. That day, I arrived at his house early, and then my classmates came one after another. There are business owners, teachers, civil servants, migrant workers and American vagrants with millions of dollars. What status and position, what wealth and wealth, have been forgotten at this moment. We hugged and cheered, and excited words filled the whole living room, and everyone's eyes were filled with tears. Many words piled up.

"Old, we are all old." Lao Zhang sighed in the mirror.

"Old what old, a July flower rhapsody, your boy is in full bloom." Zhao Hong, who loves to joke, said naughtily, "We girls are tofu dregs."

"You will always be a flower, and we boys will always be your green leaves and never dare to make mistakes." The old monitor took Zhao Hong's words and said humorously.

"Little girls, pour tea for the princesses!" I stopped and shouted.

"Hey!" The boys made faces and replied.

When I was in class, boys were often suppressed by girls, as if to swallow their words. But then they always played pranks, either pulling girls' pigtails in class or putting stickers on girls' backs. After class is over, the girls naturally look for the bill, then laugh and fight until the bell rings, and then sit quietly back in the classroom.

We are immersed in the joy of memories and encounters, and pure emotions warm everyone's heart.

At this moment, the monitor suddenly realized that another classmate had not come. He sits in the front row of our class, which is a bit silly. His family was poor when he was at school. After graduating from junior high school, he went to work, finally married a daughter-in-law, had a son, but broke his leg on the construction site, and his life, which had just improved, was in trouble again. It never rains but it pours. Half a year ago, his son was diagnosed with leukemia, which was really bad for this family.

Knowing this news, we looked very serious. Xiao Wuzi has always had a strong self-esteem, but how can we stand by? So, under the leadership of the monitor, everyone raised money one after another, no matter how much, without leaving their names, just to express their wishes and priceless classmates! Then, entrust the monitor and Lao Zhang to find a suitable opportunity and give the money to Xiao Wuzi.

At home, the joy of reunion of classmates lingers in my heart, but Xiao Wuzi's experience has become a kind of mourning and lingering. In addition to making a modest contribution in money, spiritual support is also extremely important.

The next day, I knocked on the door of Xiaowuzi's house. What appeared in front of me was a haggard and pale face. The sunken eye socket is full of sadness, and several wrinkles are deeply and shallowly engraved on the forehead. I can't look straight at his stiff smile. I forced a smile and hugged him tightly. While warmly greeting me to sit down, he blamed me for bringing so many things. We still have the same heart-to-heart as before, and I cheer for him: Xiaowuzi, we are not only classmates, but also friends and relatives! Life is hard to avoid twists and turns, remember to stay with us, we will always be by your side! Xiaowuzi nodded silently, feeling much better than before. He invited me to lunch because his son needed a rest. I was afraid of disturbing too much, so I politely refused. When Xiaowuzi saw me coming out, I held his hand tightly and repeated the sentence: Remember, we will always be there! You must be strong! Xiaowuzi nodded silently, and we said goodbye tearfully.

What is love in the world? I said this is the most precious thing in the world. It makes the sky bluer, the flowers more fragrant, and the soul is no longer lonely, melancholy and confused. Affection, love, friendship, warmth, encouragement, accompanied me through the ups and downs, let me have a grateful heart and truly understand the meaning of life. I believe that if you plant a love, you will reap infinite love, which will radiate a different kind of brilliance and shine on every ordinary stage!