"Let life be full of love" speech, I clearly remember the embrace and the sky flying tears. "Let's think about how much the teachers have done for you. Aren't teachers your parents? They educate you, teach you to behave ......" This is the Zou Yue teacher's that stirring words, I believe that in that moment, how many students and I, like, the heart thumped, and then how much of the bitterness can not be said can only take the tears to pour, the teacher as a mother, I am incomparable! Miss that warm embrace, every student is like to see their parents like, sprinting speed like a small wild leopard, and the teacher embraced the moment, I seem to return to five years ago and mom embraced the time, but also seems to be in that moment my heart let go, feeling the temperature of the teacher's arms, feeling this special happiness, just this happiness is so short, but also feel that there is something missing.
In the blink of an eye, two years have passed, then the touching has long evaporated, headlong in the study of me, no longer have the luxury of having a mother's embrace, perhaps a long time ago slowly fade away, perhaps accustomed to this mechanical life without the warmth of life.
I became stubborn, persistent, stubborn, capricious, no longer easy to leave tears, all the reasons I do not know, strong is my protective color, cold and ruthless is like my image endorsement. Yes, I would like to be less of a thing that I have not been able to find, before I find I will always be like this, only that I know I have to find something with me long ago not in the same city, even so, I still believe that our hearts are connected.
In the spring of this year, I got on a plane, the plane flew to Nanjing, where I have been looking for 5 years of things, at the same time I firmly believe that I must find.
When the plane arrived at the airport, I inclined my head towards the window to look out, such a busy and bustling streets, a sea of people, I suddenly lost, how do I go to find? Panic was creeping up on me, I covered my head in pain and closed my eyes, trying to make it all stop.
Get off the plane, in the crowd groping, weaving, determined to step forward, as if there is telepathy, just towards that, suddenly a hand grabbed me, I stopped, stunned eyes wide open, the brain quickly flew through those past memories, like in the playback of the movie like in my head replayed. It was the same familiar face, finally stopping at the temperature that hadn't changed at all in my memory, warming my heart. I turned around and hugged my long-lost mother tightly, at that moment I let go of all my strength, stubbornness, persistence and capriciousness, and mumbled and cried like an ungrown child, I softly whispered in my mother's ear, "Mom, this time, I want to remember your body temperature, the warmth of your arms, and the happiness of this that other people can just as easily get but I can hardly have the flavor." Mom's embrace warmed up all the unwillingness in my heart, and the hard-to-melt ice that had been deposited in the bottom of my heart for many years. I hugged my mom for a long time and refused to get up, afraid that this warmth will disappear in an instant like, how I hope that time will always stay in this moment, have this moment of mom.
At the airport, in the midst of the crowds, there was a pair of mothers and daughters who hugged each other tightly. Time continues to turn, but we no longer feel pity, no longer feel what is missing in our lives, because we have all found it, is this hug, is this happiness.