Sitting alone in my mother's office, waiting anxiously. The air conditioner was on in the room. He felt a little cold and turned it off. When I opened the window, a cool breeze blew and the grass smelled of earth. After the rain, the smell of nature came to my nose, and my anxiety melted in the smell of late summer, which was slightly reduced.

Soon my mother called to say that she was leaving and asked me to go home and wait for news. Being at home for such a long time, two hours seems to be waiting for a thousand years of reincarnation. Sunset covered the whole sky and dyed my face and heart red through the cracks of mottled trees, as if it were covered with clouds. Beautiful, hopeful, heavy, uneasy, does the color of sunset mean this complicated mood? Before, in my eyes, the sunset in the west was infinitely beautiful. The orange-red spread all over the sky lit up the whole western sky. Clouds move slowly with the wind, with changeable shapes and different shapes, one is a galloping horse, the other is a brilliant flower. They bloom in the red world, and the flowers in my heart bloom like the red of the sunset. An hour has passed, and looking at the fading sunset, my mind is hard to calm down.

Night fell quietly and the tall buildings were brightly lit. The shadows of trees are swaying under the lamp. On campus, the dishes of every household are fragrant and elegant. In the past, I would take a deep breath, enjoy mouth-watering dishes and imagine the delicious food on the table. Today, the refreshing aroma and colorful food have no temptation for me. The food is on the table, and it is cold. I only took a few bites, and then I threw it away.

After supper, it began to rain again. I waited on the balcony. The slanting wind and drizzle do not return, and such feelings will no longer appear in the poetry of memory and chewing. Drizzle, fluttering, floating on my face. Suddenly my mother called and said that things couldn't go as I hoped. Suddenly the whole body is weak, and the nervous mood becomes extremely heavy. I sat on the edge of the balcony and felt very disappointed and sad. Is there justice in this world? What cruel news, what a helpless result. Tears flow freely in my eyes like rolling waves. Finally, they burst and collapsed. Tears as big as beans rolled down my cheeks and dripped on my hands. They are cold and cold, but my eyes are hot and painful.

The rain stopped, and for a long time, the dark clouds dispersed and a crescent moon hung in the sky. The moon is so bright, like the skin of a bathed baby and the clear eyes of a girl. The silver light pours thousands of miles. The scenery is beautiful, but it doesn't shine into my sad heart. Close the door. It's closed. Looking back on many such nights, the moonlight is like condensation, the moonlight is like snow, and it bends round and round, but no matter how it changes, it still illuminates the dream in my heart. The night at that time was really as intoxicating as drinking wine. Imagine Chang 'e in the sky, dancing in white gauze, the silver Guanghan Palace, the silver Yushu and the white smart jade rabbit, all expounding the beauty and hope in my heart. Tonight, I cry to the moon: Moon, why don't you shine into my heart? Moon, you are so beautiful, but why are you so ethereal in my eyes tonight? The sky is like water and your reflection is in the water. Want to pick you up, only to find that there is only broken water in your hand? Moon, why don't you leave your hope to me, why, why?

My mother came back when I was infinitely sad. As usual, she cleaned the dishes, wiped them and washed them. I can't watch TV anymore. The magazine is on the bed. Read it a few times and then throw it aside. Mom, come with me quickly. I am in a bad mood. Hurry up! I shouted. My mother took good care of me. After taking a shower and brushing her teeth, she rushed to bed to watch TV with me. With my mother's company, I feel better. My mother listened to my grief, and my heart gradually brightened up.

However, when I saw the funny part of the plot and looked back at my mother, I found that her eyes were full of tears. I suddenly realized that my mother's pain, injury, sadness and disappointment were far deeper and more than mine. The injustice of fate, the changeable world, and the devastation of disease all made my mother extremely sad. Why, my mother is such a hard-working and kind woman, and she has to work hard for me in her sixties? But you still have to grieve for my sadness and pay more attention. Mother, how painful it should be to see my heart dying! Mom, how sad should she be when she sees my listlessness? Mom, how anxious should she be when she sees my life getting more and more drunk?

With the air conditioner on at night, my mother and I fell asleep in tears. In the morning, the weather is clear and sunny, the leaves are swaying in the breeze, the goldfish in the lotus pond are swimming around actively, the cicada is singing tirelessly, and with the crisp songs of birds, I know that summer is coming. Mother went to work early, and her sadness and pain turned into bright sunshine in the morning. I know that I am still in the midsummer of my life, and my mother has reached the autumn of her life. Mother left me her midsummer fruits, and carefully cultivated my midsummer fruits with all her weak energy in autumn. I also want to protect the fruits left by my mother, plan my summer well, and don't disappoint my mother's deep love!