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A Childhood Regret |
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When I was a child, I was always well-behaved and never made my parents
angry. Although I sometimes played some small pranks, it only brought
laughter to my family. However, there was one time that left me with a
shameful "stigma".
On a cool day, my mother took me for a walk in the neighborhood. The popcorn
seller was squatting at the entrance of the community. "Mom, I want some!"
My first instinct told me what to do. "Xiaoyan, no. These things contain
excessive lead, and eating them will make you stupid!" My heart suddenly
felt as if it had been knocked over like a bottle of mixed flavors, and I
couldn't describe the feeling. "Humph, I want it!" I pouted and stood there
motionless.
We both stood in a stalemate for a while, but I couldn't win against my
mother. Tears flowed down my face like a small stream, and I broke free from
my mother's grip and walked away. Maybe I was stunned, but my mother took a
while to find me. "I'm ignoring you!" I suddenly ran into the bushes. My
mother couldn't find me, so she had to run back home because it was getting
late and cold outside.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw my mother sitting there listlessly.
When she saw me, she hugged me tightly. Perhaps it was my childhood
ignorance, but I saw my mother's tears fall like strings of pearls down her
cheeks. As I grew up, I remembered the first time I saw my mother cry and
realized that her once bright and vibrant tearful eyes had lost their
sparkle. I only understood that my unintentional action as a child had
unknowingly hurt my mother's heart. Even when she put a coat on me and
cooked a sumptuous dinner for me, it was all filled with motherly love. But
that time, I made my mother cry for no reason. Even now, I am still immersed
in deep regret. |
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