"Ding dong!" As the class bell rang, the teacher walked in. This is a psychology class!

"Students, let me show you something!" The teacher showed us a painting, "Do you know what this is?"

Everyone looked at the painting and responded enthusiastically, "Is this drawn by your daughter?"

"Yes! This is a gift from my daughter on Mother's Day!" The teacher's face was full of happiness, and then he asked, "Have you ever asked your mother how you got here?"

"Yes!" Everyone said in unison.

"Then how does mother answer?" the teacher asked.

"I picked it up!" Everyone said in unison again.

"Wow, it's all the same excuse!" Zhang Danfeng exclaimed.

"Chinese mothers are very reserved, and they don't want to tell how their children are born..." The teacher shared the process from her pregnancy to the birth of her baby!I listened silently, tears fell down involuntarily...

"Is there any student willing to share the story of himself and his mother?" the teacher asked after finishing the lecture.

"Me!" Zhang Danfeng's tablemate Zhiqiang raised his hand!

In the applause of his classmates, he came to the podium, "I have been rebellious since I was a child..." He told some stories about himself and his mother when he was a child, and tears slowly filled his eyes. After the lecture, the teacher suggested that he should call his mother. The phone, when the call got through, he couldn't help crying, "Mom, I miss you!"

"Then our classmate An Yufei, would you like to come up and share it?" After Zhiqiang returned to his seat, the teacher saw me wiping my tears and asked softly.

I looked at her and shook my head.

"Why?" the teacher said softly, "Just share some stories about you and your mother!"

I was silent for a while, stood up and walked to the podium, "Mom is indeed a great role!" After saying this, my tears couldn't stop flowing out, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" I apologized repeatedly, and turned to the blackboard. He handed me a tissue and comforted me, "It's okay, it's okay!"

Wiped away my tears, took a deep breath, and adjusted my breathing. I turned to everyone again, pursed my lips, and said, "When I was very young, my parents divorced. I grew up with my father! From my As far back as I can remember, I haven't seen my mother... I don't know if she has ever hugged me... Will she sing a lullaby to her child like other mothers... Even, I don't know what she looks like! "Tears fell down again, and the teacher hugged me very distressedly, "I'm sorry! I don't know..."

"It's okay, it's nothing..." I let her go gently, and then continued, "Two years ago, because of work, I watched a documentary about babies growing up in their mother's womb, and I was really touched at that moment! It was at that moment that I realized that my mother actually loves me too! If it wasn't for love, how could she have endured all kinds of hardships and gave birth to me without hesitation..." I looked at everyone's distressed eyes and smiled He said, "Don't look at me like that, I'm not that fragile, I'm just more emotional! Although I don't have a mother to accompany me, I have a father!" I bowed to everyone and said, "I'll share it here! I hope You can treat your parents well, they are really great people!" After finishing speaking, he walked off the stage and returned to his seat!

"Student An Yufei is indeed very strong!" The teacher looked at me and said, "Then if you were asked to talk to your mother, what would you say to your mother?"

I was silent for a moment and said "Mom, how are you doing?"

"Come on, Feifei!" Zhang Danfeng said with red eyes, "One day your mother will definitely hear this sentence!"

I smiled at him, and the teacher began to divert our attention, slowly transforming our sad emotions into happiness...

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