Candlelight smile

REVIEW mother, I listened to the sound of the leaves shake, shake out the window I saw the shadows of the trees.But now, I’m not afraid, I would not like before threw herself into your arms, keep your hands to drive away all the fear and cold.    Mother, out of the window windy.I can not hear you!Mother, bright stars outside the window, but you light up my?Like how many times the cold night, you lit my support for the tiny Candle?    Front desk lamp, very bright, bright cold.  And I, now, mother, I sit here, I can not look up at it, it’s bright glare.I just stared out the window and saw himself on the glass that strange.  Mother, I sat there, quietly think once everything; you can feel my thoughts right now?In this strange place, I miss you so.  How many days, how many times, so I am looking out the window, not the familiar footsteps, and no familiar taste.This is because without you, mother.  Windy, I can feel anxious when they squeezed through the door, they also left the children at home do?They are also looking for the ultimate rely on it?They go through me, and I told the outside world boring.  They come from?They go?  They may have been where you are, they can be piggybacked Your message?  They did not leave, they take the greed plundered all my temperature.  Table lamp was unmoved, quietly issued the same light, they looked swept everything.Without your caution, you do not care, life goes on as if the movie does not pause.In the exchange of light and shadow, but I lost myself.  Day is like a slide, a picture appeared, I clicked all tomorrow, but no new gratitude.The lights are too bright, I see a clear image of your face memory.  I lit a candle, candlelit find you in, my mother.  With wind excuse to stay, they coerced the candle, trying to tear, you want to take it together.Mother, if you are, you will stop working, the hands on the joint, muzzle candle, mother, you with their hands to build up a small lantern, a small flame will be proud of the jump, your finger cracks will be revealed red light, where every dynasty has not finished your story, you will be 11 projected on the wall image for my Kingdoms, as I speak.Change of hand, lively style, simple thinking, unbridled laughter.You faint smile, the number of hidden intimacy and love?  I grew up watching snuff, I quietly listening to you, you tell me gently to my future goals and plans.You smile, that you’re looking forward to it I was growing up, my mother?  Now, I am in candlelight, I was able to see the silly, able to measure the gap before and after.Yes, mother, you use a faint smile, little desire to encourage me, so I slowly grew up in a small meet in.  Mother, now, on the ground without your physique, just opposite the candlelight projection of my own, like a given set of puppets waiting for the next instruction.  Mother, I listened to the sound of the leaves shake, shake out the window I saw the shadows of the trees.But now, I’m not afraid, I would not like before threw herself into your arms, keep your hands to drive away all the fear and cold.  Now, I just sat quietly, watching the shadows shaking, thinking once.Perhaps, everything has been shattered reality in no time coordinate system, you will find nothing has changed..Grass still soaring with their height, their own little cloud still Guzhang cheongsam.And I’m still looking for that smile in the candlelight.[Editor: Can children]