记忆,有欢乐,有痛苦,有幸福,也有失落。记忆像一条长河,有的事像浮萍一般漂流,有的却像岸边的大树一样深深扎根在我们心中。打开记忆的匣子,你抓住了什么,又忘记了什么呢?记忆中妈妈总是最唠叨的。妈妈总是把话挂在嘴边,不停地在我的耳边唠唠叨叨,一直认为很烦,也总是无情地丢弃、漠视母亲的用心。母亲的爱,像水一般,温柔细腻,这份唠叨中是母亲的关心与满满的爱意。在唠叨 Memory, joy, pain, happiness, loss. Memories like a river, some things like driftwood drift, while others are like the shore of the tree deeply rooted in our hearts. Open the memory of the box, what you have caught, but also forgotten what? In the memory of the mother is always the most nagging. Mom always talk to me, keep nagging in my ear, always thought annoying, always ruthlessly discarded, ignoring the mother’s intentions. Mother’s love, like water, gentle and delicate, the nagging mother’s care and full of love. Nagging