The flower of happiness

Childhood is the most happy person's life, the most beautiful time. Because at that time, his thoughts and feelings as the mountains as bright clear spring water. Childhood do those things, maybe someone will think very silly, but will now think of at that time, still I immersed in a happy sweet in.
Through layer upon layer of the memory of the dim moonlight of the yarn, fuzzy saw me the appearance of three or four. When mother was transferred to the provincial capital, I work in a hospital or not to let go, unless take me. This of course is not possible. Mother just over there, everything is not stable, if take my mother, how can couldn't find time to take care of the young I, on the other hand, the mother is not convenient. I was just cry, but to cry, cry tore heart crack lung, I can't think what better than cry better expression of I don't want to leave the pain of mother. But through negotiations, mother agreed I every month to go there playing five days. The mother went, tears away. I took my that bloodshot eyes with tears, with the scores, father into an embrace by rice back home.
No mother in the side day, everything appears not to life. Then the sunshine also is still so overcast. Each day I was in loneliness, hope in spending. Miss engulfed me each place of nerve. Don't know how many nights, my tears wet arms mother's picture. Finally one day, I came to the I miss already a long time of place. I want to make good use of every minute, and mother together. But, mother to work, no time and I together. Well, the mother of the living house was just to her office.
In this sunny five days, I in addition to sleep and eating, other time is at the door, with my young hands lining the chin, chi chi of looking at the mother work figure. Every day is so. Sometimes, the mother to look out the window I, for me a gentle smile, I also gave her a sweet smile. Everything is so the tacit understanding. The mother of the world, the most beautiful smile is the most gentle smile. And third, the air was filled with happiness of elf, they spin around me, sing the song "carol", the air is also become sweet. I greedily sucking the air, those naughty little guy in my body, the scurrying about happiness to every corner. My heart has a name from the happiness and satisfaction. Really, the mother's one look, every smile, let me have a sense of excitement and joy. Sometimes even enough to make me excited a morning. I don't know what else can make me so happy......
The years went by, but were happy childhood, but it has sometimes seems little flower in my life in the past.