1. Please start with "What I don’t want to leave behind the most is

What I don’t want to leave behind the most is the happiness in life.

Because the journey of life is short and human life is limited, happiness should be a part of my life, because happiness can make us feel that there is sunshine and warmth everywhere in life. There are shadows of spring everywhere. Spring is the most active season of life, and it is also the source of happiness. Therefore, I like to be happy every day in my life.

If we can’t even catch happiness in our lives, and we can’t even trace the shadow of happiness, then our lives will be dark, our lives will be boring, and every day of our life will be boring. Every day is dark. Let me ask you, my friend, do you like this kind of life? I think: Each of us should cherish every day, every minute, and every second of our lives, so that we can be worthy of our short journey of life. Therefore, the last thing I want to leave behind is happiness. 2. Please quote "The thing I don't want to leave behind most"

It was a morning in early spring, and it was my first day at work after taking care of my mother's funeral.

The sky was gray and there was strong wind of level 5 or 6. I hunched over and pedaled the bike hard.

As soon as I rode not far from home, the strong wind carried the rain and hit me in the face with a cold force. Looking at the people around me who stopped their cars, took out their raincoats and put them on, I felt my nose was sore and tears silently overflowed from my eyes. I couldn't explain why, but I neither wiped it off nor endured it as much as I could. I just let it flow down my face along with the rain...

When my mother was still alive, she would often encounter changes in the weather. In the early morning, not long after we got up, the phone would ring, and we would receive the most brief "weather report" from our mother, as well as "Be careful of slippery roads, bring a raincoat, and put on extra clothes for all three of us" repeated countless times. Admonished all over.

"Mom, I know, we watched the weather forecast last night."

"That's good, that's good, you get busy."

Ever since I got married, especially after I had a daughter, similar instructions have become indispensable whenever I see my mother. After we installed a telephone at home, it seemed that the only content our mother called us was.

Over the years, my mother’s attention to the weather and her ability to watch weather forecasts on time have been truly unstoppable. We can't tell you how many times we have seen her sit in front of the TV early, holding the remote control in her hand, waiting quietly before the CCTV weather forecast time came. No matter what "situation" was going on in the room, it was as if no one was watching. Mother, who has always considered others in everything, at that time, no matter who it was, no matter what the big reason, you couldn't change the channel, it seemed that the TV at that moment only belonged to mother.

In order not to worry my mother, we usually insist on watching the forecast. But my mother’s phone call remained the same as before. Sometimes when my mother repeatedly warned me, I felt that she was too nagging.

"Oh, mom, mom, we remember, it will rain tomorrow, don't forget to bring a raincoat, be careful when riding in a raincoat..." Several times, I didn't When her mother's words came out, she imitated her mother's tone and repeated what she wanted to say.

Spring breeze, summer rain, autumn frost, winter snow, mother’s phone calls, mother’s warnings, with the climate, with the seasons, with the day we live, with her granddaughter growing up day by day , never stopped. However, today, on this cold, windy and rainy morning in spring, I did not receive such a call. I know that not just today, but in this life, I will never receive my mother’s repeated calls again...

In the cold wind, I seem to see again: in the evenings, My mother sat in front of the TV early, staring intently at the report on climate change on the screen. The next morning, she got up early again and stared at the quartz clock on the wall over and over again, figuring that we had basically finished washing up. From now on, we will call those of us who have not yet gone out.

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It seems that only after losing my mother did I deeply realize the true meaning of maternal love. What is maternal love? Maternal love is trivial, maternal love is bit by bit, maternal love is nagging, maternal love is every word of advice. As everyone knows, having a mother’s nagging and admonishing means having happiness and the purest and greatest love in the world.

Unfortunately, sometimes, there are some things that you don’t necessarily know how to cherish when you have them, but once they are lost, they are gone forever.