003 Mom's Red Umbrella

007 wrote Spring Festival couplets all his life.

0 12 mom, where have you been?

02 1 Jiangnan stone in Qiu Lai

025 Remembering Teacher Xu Chi

Shawan Town in 029 drizzle

035 turns into spring mud

The dream of home and country for two generations.

Spring breeze is the warmest.

05 1 heating and cooling rooms

054 hedgehog lamp

059 Red Dragonfly in Sunset

063 unforgettable childhood.

066 old sailor's song

The mother I remember is the most beautiful mother in the world.

Mother's appearance has always stayed in my childhood, not fade away.

At that time, there was a meadow outside my window.

My friends and I played football on the grass, and my mother sat by the window, sewing clothes for me and watching.

Watch us run and cheer.

When I look up occasionally, I see my mother at the window, smiling at me. ...

In the fifth grade of primary school, I won the first prize in a speech contest.

The headmaster personally presented me with an award: a small seven-star sword with a black scabbard.

When I got home, I proudly gave my little seven-star sword to my mother. Mom hugged me tightly and happily.

In my arms.

I know that my bright future must have emerged in my mother's heart.

The Jiangnan town where we live is a rainy place.

Whenever it rains, my mother will hold a red umbrella and send me across the deep, paved bluestone road.

Alley, go to primary school.

On the bluestone road in the alley, the waves are shining. ...

After school, my mother will always stand in the alley waiting for me and take me home with a red umbrella.