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Composition: True feelings in the world (sixth grade)
In this world, the most precious thing is sincere mutual assistance between people. Family, friendship ... they always appear at the most critical moment. Below, it is a story that makes people cry.

After the 5 12 Wenchuan earthquake, rescuers found a mother in the ruins. At that time, she was already dead. She was crushed to death by a collapsed house. Through the cracks in the piles of ruins, we can see her dead posture, kneeling on her knees, crawling forward with her whole upper body and supporting her body with her hands on the ground. Some people bow down like the ancients, but her body is deformed by the pressure, which looks a bit strange. Rescuers reached through the cracks in the ruins to confirm that she was dead, shouted at the ruins again, and knocked on the bricks several times with a crowbar, but there was no response. When the crowd walked to the next building, the rescue captain suddenly ran back and shouted "Come here" as he ran. He came to her body again, struggling to reach under her body and groping. He touched it a few times and shouted, "Someone, a child, is still alive."

After some efforts, people carefully cleaned up the ruins that blocked her way. Under her body lay her child, wrapped in a small red quilt with yellow flowers, about 3 or 4 months old. With his mother's protection, he was unharmed. He was still sleeping quietly when he was taken out. His sleeping face made everyone present feel warm.

The accompanying doctor came to untie the quilt and prepare to do some tests. He found a mobile phone stuffed in the quilt. The doctor subconsciously looked at the screen of the mobile phone and found a text message on the screen, "Dear baby, if you can live, you must remember that I love you". The doctor, who is used to seeing where you are going, shed tears at the moment. The mobile phone passed, and everyone who saw the news shed tears.

The troubled year of 2008 awakened the sleeping heart and inspired our strong patriotism. I want to say loudly: "China, good job!" "Everything that happened in the motherland is a test for us. People who have experienced great disasters can better understand the true meaning of life and enjoy the future life. Stop crying, children. Losing your parents doesn't mean you can't fly. We will take you to the blue sky. Parents should stop crying. Losing children does not mean that your hopes will be dashed. We will light your heart lamp again with a warm heart. Don't cry, wife. Losing your husband doesn't mean you have lost your shoulder to lean on. Look at the stars in the sky. He is watching over you and blessing you.

Brothers and sisters, be strong. Fate has blessed you and let you fly with the dreams of the deceased. God will bear a great responsibility to the people of Sri Lanka, so we must first suffer their hearts, work their bones and muscles, starve their bodies and skin and empty their bodies. Even if you die, what are you afraid of when you are born again? I believe it will be sunny tomorrow, dry your tears and embrace the sunshine tomorrow! We are waiting for the take-off of Sichuan!

Life is born to live, so we must live strongly!

There are true feelings everywhere in the world. I happened to meet them today!

It was very hot, so my friends and I went to buy popsicles. We walked to the store, but it was crowded with people. My friend and I were just about to join the team when the old man in the shop stopped us and signaled us to go in without queuing.

Those adults also got out of the way and let us walk in. I thought at that time: the world is full of true feelings! When everyone picked out the popsicles they wanted, the classmate in charge of money screamed, "Where did my money go?" ? Why is there a big hole in your pants? "

The shopkeeper looked us straight in the eye, obviously full of trust and concern. The boss pondered for a moment and said to us, "Never mind, children, take it and eat it!" " I don't want to ask who stole the children's money, just ... don't arrest me! "

There was a commotion among the adults, and they all sympathized with us. Finally, they decided that everyone would donate one yuan to us.

Watching adults donate money, our eyes are filled with tears of happiness. There are true feelings everywhere in the world. When my friend and I came home with money, we suddenly found a stolen wallet and a note inside. The note said: I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that, forgive …

Our eyes are full of tears again. Yes, the true feelings in the world make our world full of beauty and love. ...

The true feelings of human beings

One morning, the sun is shining, which is a good opportunity to go out to play, bask in the sun and exercise. Mother Duck is playing in the square across the street with her six children.

Mother duck waddled along the road with her duckling. There is a lot of traffic on the road, and all kinds of cars come and go. Mother duck stared at these strange behemoths with wide eyes: "What is this?" Four round things carry a shell, colorful, some like black beetles in the grass, but they run much faster than beetles. ""Oh, what can I do? "I'm worried about the dead duck mother. Look at these six ducklings. They frolic on the roadside, completely ignoring the anxiety and anxiety in their mother's eyes.

After a while, the red light across the street turned on, and these endless "beetles" stopped for a while. When the mother duck saw it, her face immediately turned "cloudy to sunny" and "turned sorrow into joy", and immediately led the ducklings to line up and swagger in the middle of the road. It seems that president is reviewing the army. Just as they came to the middle of the road, the green light across the road lit up relentlessly. The ducklings stood in the middle of the road at a loss, their small bodies kept shaking and their heads turned quickly. Their eyes looked in alarm at the behemoths coming from all directions. The ducklings who had never seen such a sight were frightened. Some of them simply fell to the ground, unable to move, and some hugged their partners tightly. Seven pairs of eyes reveal fear, strangeness and impatience with this new thing.

Just then, the first car stopped, and the cars behind it stopped, and the cars lined up. However, no one honked the horn. I think it's not because honking is forbidden in the city, but because they are worried that they will scare the seven lovely elves.

Watching seven ducklings cross the road safely, the road resumed its original busy scene.

Across the road, seven lovely ducklings shouted at the road, as if thanking the kind driver! Ha, look, the way they stretch their necks and open their mouths is really cute!

Those drivers may be in a hurry to go to work and go home ... there may be a lot of things to do. However, when they saw the duckling, they all stopped and waited patiently for the duckling to pass by. Their behavior added a beautiful scenery to the city.

Yes, there are still true feelings in the world!

One cold winter, the ground was covered with white clothes, which was as cold as a human heart.

Grandpa and I were walking, and suddenly I cried: "Grandpa, look!" " There are so many people over there! Let's go and have a look! ""okay, okay. "I took my grandfather's hand and walked over. I was shocked. At this time, I saw a scene: an old woman kneeling on the icy road, with a basin in front of her, dressed in rags. She can tell at a glance that she wants money.

I think that group of people just couldn't give the old woman money, so they said, "Grandpa, she is so poor!" " Give her 20 cents! "Grandpa was desperate and gave me 20 points." Let's go Give it to her! "I walked slowly to the old woman and put 20 cents in the basin. When she saw it, she knelt down and kowtowed and kept shouting, "Thank you, thank you ..." Those people gave her a lot of money when they saw that I took twenty cents, and she kept kowtowing and saying thank you. I saw it, and a warm current ran into my heart. I am very touched. Seeing that someone gave back Bu 1 Yuan 2 yuan ... Although these were small money, the old man kept kowtowing and thanking me. I can't help blushing. I thought I only gave 2 cents, but they ... but I was the first to take the lead, so I felt a warm current coming to my heart, and their personality deeply touched me.

Looking at the cold weather, people's hearts are as warm as summer. What can be better than interpersonal communication-trust and help?

Bite the truth

I am moved by many things, but I am not moved by a beautiful dress, by superior living conditions, by money, by beautiful appearance, but by a little truth. It is clear, without a trace of dust; He is kind, without any falsehood; He is pure and has no selfishness. ...

A wisp of white hair touched me.

One day, my mother came back from work and said that her head was very painful and asked me to massage her. Suddenly, I found a strand of white hair in my mother's hair. Mom, did my bad attitude make you angry? Does my willfulness bother you? Did my poor exam results make you feel chilling? You have just passed the age of no doubt ... Thinking of this, my eyes can't bear the tears, and the tears fall on my mother's hair drop by drop. Mom, you have worked hard for your family and life, and you have broken your heart to take care of us. Mom, I will never let you down, I will never let you down. You are selfless, you are kind, you have given too much, and I don't understand. How can I find your white hair today? From that day on, I really understood what "moving" was.

The words of concern moved me.

"Have you recovered from your cold? Be sure to take medicine every day Don't affect your study. " "Be careful on your way home. It's raining and the road is slippery." ''; How did you prepare for the exam? ..... these languages condense the teacher's love for us, and it shines on the body like a ray of warm sunshine; It is like an umbrella to shelter me from the wind and rain; It is like an encouraging word when I am disappointed, which makes me regain my confidence. Teachers' meticulous care for us makes us mature day by day, and teachers' innocent teaching makes us work harder.

The true feelings of my friends moved me.

Friendship is the sky, which contains everything between heaven and earth; Friendship is oxygen, which breeds true friendship between friends; Friendship is the sunshine that shines on friendship and makes the flowers of friendship bloom more brilliantly. Being with friends can make you feel warm; Being with friends will make you feel happy. When you are with friends, you can feel the same way. One day after school, my leg was very painful. On the way home, she kept asking me how I was. Everything she said touched me ... when I was in a bad mood, she comforted me. She encouraged me when my grades were not good. She helped me when I was in trouble. We work together and encourage each other for the same goal and dream. Friendship is a bridge between hearts, a lubricant for people to live in harmony, which brings you closer to your friends and makes the world a better place.

Gradually, I was deeply moved by this true feeling. It is pure, true and selfless. Ordinary true feelings let me understand the book of life and truly appreciate the value of true feelings. It is these true feelings that make me understand the true meaning of life and make me forge ahead even more.

Bite the truth

Didi sweat has proved my efforts, but what I really need is everyone's help and recognition. I will never forget the help my classmates brought me this time.

During military training, my left foot got paronychia, which was very troublesome to move. Of course, it's not convenient to practice stepping. Besides, the coach is very strict. We must train hard. I remember one day when I was training, my pain was severe, but I was afraid to ask the instructor for a rest. However, the instructor inexplicably pushed me out of the phalanx and opened his mouth to scold: "What the fuck do you eat?" Why are you so slow? " And punished me for not eating after practice. I want to explain the reason to the instructor, but in the face of the instructor's fierce face, what I want to say is like a piece of candy, which slowly melts in my mouth until I swallow it.

Everyone has left, and I am the only one on the playground. I was very lonely, and tears flowed down like spring water. I think how unfortunate I am. I'm fed up with military training. I want to go home, go back to that warm home, think about it, and the grievances will be released without reservation. It's getting dark and my stomach is growling with hunger, but I have to train aimlessly before the instructor comes back, and my tears are running out. At this moment, I heard applause. With the rhythm, I stepped on the right step. It turned out that my classmates were encouraging me. I stopped practicing and ran to them. One of my classmates handed me a hot steamed bun. I thought they thanked me and I wolfed it down. I feel very warm. The students are really considerate. They asked me about my injury and cooperated with me to practice. At this moment, the instructor came. His face is full of tenderness. He said, "I already know you. I don't need to practice anymore. Go home. " I can't tell you how grateful I am, but I can't help crying. This time it is tears of gratitude, tears of true feelings.

Since then, I have found that there are many little things in life, and this little truth has formed the most beautiful language "love" in the world.

On TV, I saw a teacher give students homework: go home and wash their mother's feet. Listening to the strange task assigned by the teacher, the students looked surprised: usually my mother washes our feet. Now, we are embarrassed to wash our mother's hair. If the students know, where should we put our faces? After reading it, I was filled with emotion. Is it really "embarrassing" to wash the feet of the mother who has worked so hard to raise herself? At that moment, I had the idea of washing my mother's feet.

In the evening, my mother was puzzled to learn that I was going to wash her feet. I don't know what medicine is sold in the gourd. She reluctantly agreed after my repeated requests. I happily made a big pot of hot water and said to my mother, "Mom, let's knit a sweater later, and then talk about soaking our feet." I dragged my mother to the chair, helped her roll up her pants and take off her socks. Her legs are shaking. "Mom, is it cold?" "Well, a little." "Just wait for the bubble." I soaked my mother's feet in water and rubbed them hard for her. Suddenly, like an electric shock, my mother pulled her feet out of the basin and splashed water on my face. "Mom, what's the matter with you?" "Mom's feet hurt." I looked down carefully and was shocked to find that there were many chilblains on my mother's feet. "Mom, what's the matter?" Mother smiled faintly and said, "When I was a child, my mother washed your feet, and you were always dishonest. Once, my mother poured a pot of boiling water, and you knocked it over before it could be mixed with water. Boiling water scalded my mother's feet. It was cold at that time, and my mother was busy at work every day. She didn't seriously, frostbite ... "

My heart suddenly seems to have been hit by something, and my eyes are moist. I didn't catch what my mother said in the back. I didn't expect so many stories to be hidden in my mother's feet, which I never knew. I silently held my mother's feet and rubbed them carefully. Mother's feet have a thick layer of calluses, and some places have cracked. After soaking in the water, although it is not so stinging, it can also be clearly felt. I can't help feeling sour in my heart. Tears of disappointment are coming again, dripping into the basin. I blame myself for misunderstanding my mother before. When I was a child, I was very happy. My mother and I were inseparable. I grew up healthily under the care of my mother. After school, my mother had to leave her hometown to work because of the heavy family burden. When I was a child, I was always unhappy to see my classmates sent in and out by my parents. Especially on rainy days, I am always eager to find my mother in the umbrella delivery team, but I am always disappointed every time. In my heart, I hate my mother. A sense of loss suddenly welled up in my mind, feeling that happiness is really far away from me.

Now, looking at my mother's feet, I understand everything. In this cold winter, has mother ever thought about her sore feet? All she worries about is her daughter, who is trying to knit her a sweater. And how can I feel the pain that my mother is not understood by my daughter? Unconsciously, the water was a little cold, so I quickly added some boiling water to the basin, held my mother's feet and washed them gently and carefully, in order to wash away my guilt, and the water mixed with my tears splashed in front of me.

I suddenly feel that in this quiet night, the world seems to be just me and my mother, and a long-lost love is rippling in my heart. I can't help singing a song in my heart: only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are like a treasure. If you throw it into her arms, you can't enjoy happiness. ...

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Friends, how many parents' love have you bathed in since childhood? Countless. Parents love you so much, so do you love your parents? Love, love from the heart, but have you ever told your parents that you love them? I don't know if you expressed it, but I didn't. So, today I want to express my love to my mother.

I wanted to express it to my mother from this morning, but until this afternoon, I didn't express it, because I just couldn't say it.

Alas! Forget it! I thought, why don't you stop expressing? I was thinking, suddenly, I thought: no way! My mother is busy for me every day, getting up early in the morning to make breakfast for me, and getting up in the middle of the night to tuck me in ... If I don't even express my love for my mother, isn't that too sorry for my mother?

So, I got up the courage and finally called my mother into the room. At this moment, I feel my feet are out of control and my hands are shaking. I am so excited that I can clearly hear the heartbeat of "touch, touch, touch". I tried to calm myself down, but I couldn't. In order not to disappoint my mother, I finally said with trembling courage beyond my limit: "Mom, I love you!" " "Suddenly, my heart calmed down, as if I had experienced a war.

After listening to my words, my mother paused for a moment, then frowned and reluctantly squeezed out a sentence from her mouth: "Hao Hao, did you make a mistake again?" As soon as I heard it, I said, "No, Mom! I love you because you have done a lot for me. " Mother listened and said with relief, "Thank you!" At this time, my mother, who had been busy for me, felt a nameless warm current. My nose is sour and tears are rolling in my eyes. I tried not to cry, then turned and walked out the door.

Outside, I have mixed feelings: Do I only need one word to love my mother? Should I show my mother that I love her by action? The answer is: yes! I should show my mother that I love her with my actions. I should listen to her, don't let her worry, and help her do something that I can. This is the best expression for my mother.

Mom, I love you!

(3) Love is gentle and flowing.

Yesterday, I gave the children two special assignments: one was to record what my mother did for herself and what she did for her in a day. The second is to hug your mother, say "I love you" to her, and then write down her reaction and her feelings.

This special assignment comes from learning the text "Holding Mom for the First Time". This text tells that "I" went to the hospital to protect my sick mother. When I picked up my mother and asked the nurse to change the sheets, I realized that my mother was so light. I can't help but think of the past when my mother crossed the mountains with her weak body. I am very sad. So, just like my mother held me when I was a child, "I" held my mother in my arms and put her to sleep. I found tears in her eyes. The language of the article is plain, but full of affection, gripping and tear-jerking.

A very important goal of learning this text is to "inspire students to respect and love their mothers and know how to repay their maternal love." "I think the mother here is not only the author's mother, but also her own mother in the child's life; Students' love for their mothers should not only be grandiose in class, but also be put into action and family life. This is my original intention to assign these two special assignments.

Today, in class, I first asked the children to exchange what their mothers did for themselves and what they did for their mothers during the day. From this, I realized that maternal love is everywhere, and mothers care for their children in every possible way, but children can do too little for their mothers. You see, Wei and Jin recorded what her mother said to her during the day:

"It's cold in the morning, so put on more clothes."

"Eat slowly, if you eat too fast, you will have a stomachache."

"It's a little hot in the afternoon, don't wear too many clothes. Take off your coat when it's hot. " ""Don't watch TV for too long, it will hurt your eyes. "

"Look up when writing homework, and be careful of myopia." "Be careful when eating fish, there are fishbones."

Her feeling is that mother always gives us love selflessly, but she doesn't ask for anything in return. We should do what we can for her.

And Mr. He used his immature pen to describe such a "tired mother" for us:

Every morning before 6 o'clock, the small alarm clock will sing a cheerful song to wake up my mother from her dream. As soon as I get up, my mother washes rice, cooks and prepares breakfast. After breakfast, I went out with my father. As for my mother, she didn't rush to work after breakfast. She had to clear the table before she left in a hurry with anxious steps.

At noon, as soon as I get home, I can see my mother's busy figure and hear her busy symphony. At lunch, my mother always refused to stop what she was cooking until my father and I persuaded her again and again.

In the evening, when I got home, my mother had cooked a sweet and delicious meal for me, but she was still very busy. In the evening, she had to wash my clothes until late at night.

The most touching thing is that the children told the story of hugging their mother. Several children were so excited that the teacher burst into tears. Here are some clips of children:

Today, the teacher gave us a special assignment: give mom a hug and say "I love you".

I have been thinking about whether I should do it after I got home. I thought for a long time and finally found the answer: "do it!" " "As a mother's daughter, can't you even give her a hug and say" I love you "?

In the evening, I finished my other homework, went to my mother who was watching TV, gave her a hug and said, "I love you!" " "My mother was shocked by my actions. It was a long time before she came to her senses and smiled and said to me, "Mona, my mother loves you, too!" "

My mother gives us too much all the time, but we seldom repay her. In the dim light, I seem to understand why the teacher arranged such homework! (Zhu Mengting)

Today, the teacher assigned an assignment: Go home and hug your parents and say "I love you". As soon as this assignment was arranged, the class became a scene, and some said, "How to hug?" Some said, "That's disgusting." Others sat in their seats in a daze.

On the way after school, I kept thinking: if I hug my mother, she will think that I didn't do well in the exam; No, maybe I'll think I did something bad; No, you may think I want to buy toys. ...

As soon as my mother got off work, I stood at the door and waited. "Ding Dong Ding Dong", the doorbell rang and I put my arms around my mother's neck and said, "I love you." The neighbor came up to his mother and said, "You are lucky to have a good daughter." My mother smiled and asked me, "Did you fail in the exam or did something bad?" I flatly denied it. I looked at the wrinkles on my mother's forehead, and tears swirled in my eyes, and I couldn't help but flow down. Mother wiped my tears with her cocoon-covered hand and asked, "Qian Qian, why are you crying?" I didn't answer because I was afraid my mother would be sad.

Here, I want to say to my mother again: "Mom, I love you!" " "(Wang Qi)

Today, the teacher assigned a very special task-hug mom and say "I love you". This task is a test for many boys, including me. Because I hardly have close contact with my mother at ordinary times, this task is too arduous for me! In the evening, my mother came back from work and opened the door and said, "Son, I'm home!" " "It seems that my mother is very happy. I don't know what I said. My mother gave me a hug happily. Really, I haven't said it before. Is there a "cat out of the bag" After finishing my homework, I quickly ran out, hugged my mother and said, "Mom, I love you!" " "Mom was surprised, didn't speak, just smiled slightly. As time goes by, her face still looks so kind and beautiful ... (Wang Zhijie)

As soon as I got home today, I hugged my mother and said, "I love you!" " "At that time, my mother was first one leng, and then said, our daughter has grown up! Be sensible! Sweat has not been paid in vain! " Then he hugged me and shook me with a smile on his lips. In my mother's arms, a warm current spreads all over my body, and my heart is sweet, beautiful and warm! (ten thousand) according to

This evening, when my mother was trying on clothes, I rushed and hugged her. Because my mother was not ready, she couldn't bear my weight and almost fell on her back. Fortunately, my father found out in time and helped my mother behind him. My mother said reproachfully, "You are sick!" "I suddenly said," I love you ... "My mother suddenly stopped me and said with love and hate," You love me when you push me down! "Listen to my mother, I blush with shame. (Xu Kai)

Today, I received a special task-holding my mother. Because I usually have a good relationship with my mother, this task is no stranger to me.

I did my homework quickly as soon as I got home. After a while, mom came back. As soon as she saw me doing my homework, she said to me, "Good daughter, you do your homework first and I'll cook." After a while, I finished my homework, rushed behind my mother, hugged her and said, "Mom, I love you!" " "Mom said in surprise," I hugged you, but you refused. What happened today? " "People want to hug." I said coquetry.

I don't know if my mother's perfume is too strong, or if mother and daughter have too deep feelings. I was intoxicated. (Zhang Xiaowen)

Today, because my mother was not at home, I gave my father a hug. I thought it was terrible at first, but in order to finish my homework, I asked my father to face me. I raised my hand and hesitated, but I still got up the courage to rush to my father. When I heard my father say, "I love you too!" " "I'm so happy! (Qian Xingren)

"Ah ..." All the students in our class cried. Because today the teacher gave us a task: hug mom and say "I love you!" " " .

When I got home, I only saw my mother busy. However, I was too shy to say those three words, so I walked into the room. It's time to do my homework after dinner. I have to finish this homework. But I'm embarrassed to say it. Suddenly, I remembered my mother's love for me, so I got up my courage and my heart beat faster. I threw myself in my mother's face. Before my mother looked back, I hugged her and said, "Mom, I love you!" " "Mother was moved to tears.

Mothers love their children selflessly, expecting nothing in return. Mother is happy when she realizes that her children love her. (summer) according to

Today, the teacher assigned an assignment, so I went back and gave my mother a good hug. At that time, I was a little excited and thought, "I don't know what it's like for my mother to be held by me." In the evening, just after dinner, I excitedly ran to my mother who was washing clothes, jumped up and hugged her, took courage and said to her affectionately, "I love you!" " "

My mother was stunned by me. After a while, my mother also said something meaningful to me: "Love can't be expressed only by mouth, but by action." But I know you love you very much, and I love you very much. "

After listening to my mother's words, a warm current welled up in my heart. Mom, I love you, and I will be obedient in the future, and I won't let you worry anymore. (Wei Xu)

Today, the teacher gave us an assignment. That is to go home and hug your mother once and say "I love you". When I got home and put down my schoolbag, I rushed into the balcony and hugged my mother tightly. I said these three words very loudly. Mother kissed my forehead and said, "I love you too!" " "At this moment, it occurred to me:" What would happen if I picked up my mother? " So I held my breath and gave me a big hug. Wow! Mom is so light! I pushed too hard and almost fell into the washing machine. As far as I can remember, my mother runs to the bank and cooks every day. She must be a strong person. I didn't expect my mother to be so light! I am sad. My mother always gives me delicious and nutritious food, but she eats leftovers herself. So my mother loves me so much. Although she used to beat me and scold me, sometimes she ignored me, but now I understand that my mother did it for me! She comforted me when I was disappointed, and encouraged me when I was angry because of small things ... This time, I will always remember the scene of holding my mother in my mind. (Korean)

I heard the flow of love from the children's emotional stories and felt the surge of true feelings from their sincere words. I can't help thinking: Chinese families lack expression of love. I hope such a touching scene can be performed frequently in every family. I hope that the children will not only put this special homework into action, but also hope that this special homework will take root, sprout, blossom and bear fruit in the soil of the soul like a seed of love. ...

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My parents love me. I love my parents.

Speaking of my parents' love for me, everyone must want to know. If you want to hear about my parents' love for me, I'll tell you one thing.

One day when I was six years old, I was going to visit my sister's house. I ran and ran, but I didn't notice a protruding stone under my feet. I just heard a bang. I hit my head on the stone bench next to me. Suddenly, I began to cry. My mother saw me and ran over. Seeing that I was bleeding, she pulled me into a taxi and ran to the Armed Police Hospital with lightning speed. I kept crying while sewing, and my mother kept comforting me: "Stop crying, stop crying, it's almost ready!" " "As a result, my mother began to cry with me.