"Ah! Great love!" I raised my sore eyes from a love story that was sorrowful and sorrowful. I suddenly saw my mother trimming jasmine. I suddenly had a strange thought: "Mom, do you love Dad?" The mother was first stunned, and then his face was slightly red, and he groaned: "Death gimmick, ask some inexplicable questions!" "That mother, what do you say about true love?" "Mom thought for a while, pointing to the pot of jasmine next to it, blurted out: "Love is like Jasmine. "On this ordinary Jasmine? I can't help but laugh at my mother's jealousy, but my mother is a solemn face. I can't help but wonder. Just the night before my father returned home, his mother was sick and admitted to the hospital. In the hospital. In the middle, my mother took my hand: "Hey, I promised your dad to wait for him to come back and cook the dumplings for him. Now it is not alright. You go to the street to buy some instant dumplings and cook them for him. Remember, wait until he finishes eating and tell him what I am going to the hospital, otherwise he will not be able to eat it. "And, the next morning, my father didn't listen to my well-woven lie, not to eat the dumplings I cooked, went straight to the hospital, and for a few days, my father guarded my mother. Entrusted by my father, I was in the early morning." I took a large bunch of jasmine flowers and sent them to the ward Cigarettes For Sale. The ward was very quiet. I gently pushed open the hidden door. A warm scene came into view: my mother was asleep in bed, and a quiet smile was on her lips. Father Sitting in front of the bed, holding one hand in the mother's hand, the other hand on the bed guard bar also fell asleep; the sun shone through the window, shrouded them, so warm, I put that bunch of jasmine flowers In the vase. Maybe my voice awoke my father. He put down his mother's hand and squatted Marlboro Red, and slowly stood up and pulled me out of the ward Cigarettes Online. He yawned and stretched. I hope With his father's bloodshot eyes, he said with distress: "Dad, why don't you sleep with your bed?" Dad gently covered the door: "I slept in the night, your mother has something to do and refuses to call me; I sleep like this, she can wake up when she moves." "There is no rhetoric, just a few ordinary words, but it makes my nose sour. My father went to buy breakfast, I sneaked into the ward, and helped the big bunch of jasmine, a fragrance began to diffuse in the room. I think If the mother is happy to open her eyes, seeing such a large bunch of jasmine flowers blooming in the side, how comfortable! I turned around, but found that my mother was smiling at me, the mother woke up early, come over to me Arms and legs." "Mom, what's wrong? Uncomfortable?" I ran to my mother. "Well, last night, I didn't dare to turn over when I fell asleep, but I was awakened to your dad. Somehow, this arm and leg were sore." Listening to the mother's ordinary words, my tears came out. In the tears, the bouquet of jasmine is exceptionally clear, and the scent of flowers is smashing, and the sorrows are sorrowful and infiltrated into the smile of the mother. Whether the jasmine blossoms, the elegant fragrance will remain in the heart of the father and mother forever, because it is unforgettable.

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