My mother is very beautiful, with waist-long black hair and always shining with confidence. A pair of sparkling eyes, those hands that should have been used for playing chess, calligraphy and painting, like holding a rolling pin, always look mighty and domineering.
A red mouth, a smile, a whole face with only a mouth. Every time you say a word, it sounds like a needle. The avalanche of teeth makes people speechless.
My mother especially likes looking in the mirror. She paints eyebrows and lips exquisitely every day, and then tries on clothes one by one, looking at the mirror crazily, turning left and right for a while, with no dead angle in 360 degrees. I have to look at every mirror in my house, even the floor-to-ceiling windows in my bedroom. Then ask the whole family: "Is it nice?"
After years of baptism, I understand what disaster comes from my mouth, think twice before you act, and say "beautiful" with my father in unison! Poor second silly brother, who has not passed away, really called out his mother's "lion roar" ... looking at his innocent little eyes, holding back his smile and touching his head to express comfort.
Because my mother is too busy, my mother's long hair is all over the room, but not on the sink, bed, sofa and my own hair. I'm really worried that my mother's long hair will curl up like dandelions ... monotonous. ...
Many people praise my mother's cooking, but they don't know the sad story behind me and my father. It's that we have encountered my mother's failure again and again, and tried the unknown situation again and again (unfamiliar, burnt, misseasoned ...). It's a long story.
In short, mom's Excellence is inseparable from dad's efforts. My mother's skills of "flying dragons with eighteen palms" and "invincible legs in a whirlwind" could not be achieved without my brother and I's strong support for my mother. Every time my mother gives us a "hoop curse" to show our support for her.
Such a "cruel" mother seems to have bewitched me and made me deeply love her, a mother I can't love enough.