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Whenever the "know how grateful I am," the song sounded in the ears, my mind can not help formed the slightest ripple, I think of New Year”s auction of that scene.
That was my moment of every day looking forward to. In the beginning of this semester has taught us math teachers interested in lessons, Chen promised to hold the first day of semester in the new year auction, due to our outstanding performance in class and received awards in exchange for votes for auction prizes.
"The auction started!" "Auction started!" Sees Professor Chen prizes handed carrying four pocket table with a smile walked to the podium, the students were all eager to flock to the table, "we will first returned to my seat, according to the number of winning votes in the order came to power exchange with the award ticket prizes, each prize can only pick one, "said, Chan teacher who placed 11 out of prizes, tables are filled with really like is a small toy store. Yida my hand a thick sub-awards Jinjinzuanzhao votes, all shook sweat. That prize ticket for each one are my witness to overcome a difficult decision; each ticket had a prize pool with my hard work and sweat. "Chen Jingwen, you have to prize largest number of votes, you pick first." Heard the teacher greeted me and I quickly took to Taiwan in preparation for a carefully pick their favorite toys. "Wow!" I shouted with excitement, so many attractive intellectual toys, two-color puzzle, magic cube, magic stick, nine chain - dazzling. Huh? This is called Neptune”s gadgets as much as 108 pass, will be very challenging, I took it left Chou Chou, the right look, and then ever more put it down and immediately decided to award it to the auction down vote.
At that moment, I inadvertently found the corner of the table there is a string bracelet, which is a string of seven beautiful oval-shaped beads to link bracelet, exquisite extreme. Where a trace of white crystal beads of light, scattered pattern dotted with a number of amber and watched it reminds me of his desire has always been a good mom is to use pocket money to buy a bracelet. Because my mother accompany me in Japan last summer, playing games, careless of her lost bracelet Nazhi crystal clear. Nazhi bracelet her mother very much like bracelet in my mom”s hand and arm drag between the swim, an increasingly attractive mother. Since the bracelet lost, the mother has not re-wear bracelets. Thought here, I can not help to gently put down Neptune. But the really fresh stuff used in let me let go high, once again back in the hands.
At this time, I could not help but looked at her mother sitting in the back of the classroom, her smile filled with that kind of love for me, her eyes look forward to reveal to me the love. This makes my heart can resist startled, my mother for my lost too much, too much - Mum loves beauty, but for me to give up beauty with me overcome a math problem; mother like shopping, but for me to give up the mall with me to recite the new concept of English; mother Heat intolerance, but to me, with me in hot weather for the next track in the 400 meters running. How many times the race I have been inspired by her mother won the title. Mother of one of fine lines on the forehead, in exchange for one of my certificates, one medals. I”ve always wanted to return my mother”s love for me, what can be more than the return of her mother”s love will enable their happy?
So I did not hesitate to put down in the hands of Neptune, picked up a thankful bracelets, next to the students saw, and exclaimed: "Ah! So many good things, Jing-Wen Chen why precisely this girl”s bracelet?" This remark caused flurry of my classmates laughter, but I totally do not comprehend, and straight went to my mother, saying that the bracelet worn on the wrist on the mother”s mother was shocked, eyes wide wide open, I am full of gratitude to his mother, said: "Mom, this is my gift for your New Year”s gift, I love you." At this point what can be more than "I love you" a simple sentence, then better able to express all my emotions it! Mom a hug into my arms, "Thank you! Thank you! My good son!" Mom forehead, all the stretch of fine lines, and tight and I shook hands together. At a time, my heart and my mother”s heart together tightly attached to the classroom burst into warm applause, and I happily smiled.
"Know how grateful I am," This song will forever linger in my ears, flowing in my heart.
(This article won the Eighth National Youth "Spring Bud Cup" events the first prize essay)