aiboots
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注册日期: 2011-10-10
位置: Benin
发贴数: 2
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| 发贴日期: 2011-10-10 17:42 | IP 已记录
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I wear his shoes, a poor and warm years. I can remember very early on. I still vaguely remember my mother did the tiger-head beats dre. Festive tiger-head shoes and thick, the upper, a pair of walking on the playing pat a tiger ears. I wore this shoe in the yard Feng Pao, the mother sat on the bench, looked at me and smiled. At that time his mother was very young, black hair, ruddy complexion. Perhaps a mother's choice vegetables, perhaps in the stripping basket of corn, no matter what, all with a smiling face. Mother said, a small light, slow run. Mother, eyes bright, his eyes soft. Was slightly larger, the mother will not do for me tiger-head shoes, but my shoes still come from the mother's hand, it is the most standard Melaleuca Dier. I wore michael kors watches like that in elementary school, only a few days to a toe shoe cheeky mother Thousand Needles million lines can be satisfied out of sturdy michael kors totes, but there is no way to find a solid fabric. I remember when the supply and marketing cooperatives have been placed on the counter for a very nice shoe, can be for my mother refused to buy a pair from even the most expensive shoes, she finished one pair of shoes that farm children are not able to consume and enjoy. I'll never forget my first pair of shoe. Sports shoes, in fact, but a pair of stained "movement" of the concept of shoes. I was already on the third grade. New Year's Day morning, the mother solemnly placed the shoes in front of me, along with one pair of white sports socks. I put on my shoes, jumped in the kang, kang walk in, run the kang, but did not dare come down to earth. Mother sat kang edge, looked at me, laughing. I think the mother never grow old, but she really is old. After high school, I entered the factory. At that time, a rural children to enter the factory, it is not easy. Plant more than 100 kilometers away from the village of the city, before leaving, I quietly pack up, half the hearts of fear, half happy. Then his mother came and said, this takes on it. Is a pair of shoes, with beautiful color and moist quality. Mother said the city than the countryside, do not let people look down on. Speak, the mother bowed our heads, I found the mother tears shining. I also found his mother's white [color=#3665a9">snow boots outlet sale[/color">, black hair that hair hiding in between, but then the eye-catching, very sad. Sad there are wrinkles, a channel, a bar, not deep, but stubbornly Pafu mother's eyes, mouth, forehead ... I said, Mom, you have white hair. Mother smile, without a word. I said, Mom, you have wrinkles. Mother smile, still language. She held out her hand, want to smooth out wrinkles, wrinkles puts a face wipe. When children grow up, grow old mother. So, I do something for the mother's time. Just do something, I am not claim that "reward." Such as helping his mother sweep the floor, rubbed shoulders to help her mother to help her mother wash dishes, to accompany his mother to talk, or, more often, but is back home, carry a little something in his hand. Mother looked at me as usual, will be quietly, smiling. Mother is really old, laughing when fully with the old look. When summer came, who happens to come home to someone to help me a snakeskin bag thing. It was his mother asked him who happens to come, though his mother wanted me, but she rarely into the city. Snakeskin bag filled cucumber, tomatoes, eggplant ... ... which also sandwiched a pair of slippers. It was for my mother's hand woven slippers, put on the foot, soft, comfortable, at ease. Heart gave a flutter about. Suddenly remembered so many years, I actually did not buy a pair of shoes for the mother. Hurriedly ran shoes supermarket, where they found the shoes to prepare for the elderly, in fact, not much. Shoes are crowded in the corner, seems insignificant. I picked a long time, select one pair of cotton slippers, a pair of flat shoes with a pair of health shoes. I let the salesperson to help me pack up, she laughed. She said, you seem to ignore the size of a shoe. I think I am not ignoring the size of the jeans outlet sale, I ignored my mother. That I have not telephoned his mother, I was afraid of her sad. Life path she walked, she made a life for her son shoes, but her son bought her a pair of shoes for the time, even not sure the exact size. I finally telephoned his father. Two days later, when I put three pairs of shoes given to the mother, the mother appeared very calm. But I know that behind the mother is calm and happy. As a child, I was happy to wear tiger-head shoes and Melaleuca Dier, like youth, I put on sneakers, youth shoes ... ... I put on the mother's joy for the three pairs of shoes, the mother's joy because her son was finally read her. So. I finally read her. I understand music, to understand art, to understand literature, to understand marketing, know she can not imagine many things, but before that, I did not read my mother. I think it is not three pairs of shoes. That is our exchange. AC came so late, when the aged mother. I often think that if the years have shoes, the shoes so years, which is also changing, right? Tiger-head shoes, Melaleuca Dier, sports shoes, leather shoes, or slippers ... ... But now, I only hope that regardless of what years of wearing shoes, it must slow down the pace, slow down, slow down, slow down, let my mother, so that our mothers, they can last years, to see more of their children. At this time, they are alive, just for us.
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