Falling leaves, autumn afternoon, the sun is warm and not dazzling, the wind is light but not cool. Sitting at a small table in front of the window, I gently brush my hair in front of my forehead. Through the wooden window, I can see what the familiar figure is sorting out.
She opened it and pulled out pieces of yellowing but clean clothes, and took them out gently and slowly. It's like a rare treasure. Take a close look at some of my childhood clothes. All of a sudden, I can't help but think softly: she has been preserved so well for more than ten years. What a heart!
Looking back, she has moved out a broad bamboo stool from home to dry clothes. She took out a small coat from the upper layer and gently brushed away the dust after a long time. Her movement was so slow that it seemed to be frozen in the autumn sun by time. I took a deep breath, afraid to disturb this beautiful moment. She patted her coat and found a small hole in it. The corner of the mouth rose a sweet smile, the smile seemed to infect the autumn sun, the spot on the ground was dancing, just like my heart, plopping. Following her action, I recall my childhood. I didn't listen to her and set off firecrackers with my companions. For this, I was punished for half a day. At that time, I was still young and pestered her to tell me stories that seemed never to be counted. I was entangled with no alternative, she will be comfortable Yan a smile, voice and emotion to tell. From time to time I looked up at her gentle face, and she stroked my head with a gentle smile. Now, I've grown up, but how long have I not had a good look at her? The face inadvertently revealed the feelings of the bottom of my heart, suffused with red. I can't help but focus on her. By this time, the clothes were almost spread out. She bent down to pat the dust on her clothes one by one, and her sweet smile was always on her lips. There was no tiredness after being busy, but only happiness on her face.
I stood by the window, a strange feeling like a soft rubber band through my body, touching my heart crispy and numb, the temperature between the heart gradually rises, full of sweet taste.
Facing the setting sun, I am happy to smile. It turns out that there is such a happiness that you just need to watch the person who loves you silently and do every little thing for you happily, without asking for return. But always this kind of happiness, let your heart also fill with happiness, sweet happiness.