Saturday, February 20, 2010 The weather was sunny

It snowed.

On New Year’s Day of that year, I was still studying hard in my senior year of high school in a small town in my hometown. Because I was far away from home and the New Year's Day holiday was short, I had no choice but to huddle alone in a corner of the dormitory.

The empty dormitory is so peaceful. Through the cold window, staring at the snowflakes flying all over the world outside the window, infinite sorrow and melancholy surged in my heart.

Gradually, night has enveloped the entire city, and the snowflakes are dancing more violently. In an instant, the white elves have dyed the earth white. Looking in the direction of home, I thought that maybe my dear parents must be missing their beloved son at the dinner table at this moment.

How will I spend my New Year’s Day? At this time, I thought about the test last week, and I got a perfect score. right! Why not take this opportunity to reward yourself.

The festival campus is so deserted. Even if there are occasional groups of two or three, I am still left with unfamiliar faces. The snowflakes are still flying desperately, and the north wind is as biting as a knife. When I passed by the teacher's family building and listened to the warm laughter, I couldn't help but feel even more disappointed. But when I thought of the perfect score, my heart became strong again, and I couldn't help but step up my pace.

I walked into a noodle restaurant. As soon as I entered the door, I asked about the tempting aroma of the noodles and saw the proprietress warmly greeting every customer. There are not many people in the store, but the warm smile of the proprietress and the attractive fragrance of her face make people feel at home.

"Child, what do you want to eat?" The landlady came over and asked kindly.

“Let’s have a big bowl of noodles.” Looking at the snowflakes on my shoulders and thinking of the biting north wind, I responded.

There were not too many people, so I casually found a window seat and sat down. Only then did I realize that there was a small shop with a unique shape, warm and elegant. Looking at the messy snowflakes outside the window, I always think of those people who are running around for life, for a better tomorrow, for--I think of my fathers, their white hair and aging faces. It makes my heartache; thinking about my July, there is a deep pain in my heart, which has always been in my bones. Just thinking about my achievements seems to be able to comfort my loss. Thinking of this, I took out the test paper again ---

"Child, as soon as your meal is ready," the boss lady's words interrupted my thoughts, and I quickly put down the test paper. He took the bowl of steaming noodles.

"Child, you are still studying! You are not going home even during the holidays. You are really working hard!" The landlady was chattering to the side, and she did not forget to take a look at my test paper before leaving.

The cold weather outside, months of hard work on an empty stomach. Seeing a bowl of fragrant and delicious noodles is like a hungry lamb seeing a patch of green wheat seedlings. He ate it up in a matter of seconds.

Even I was surprised by the effort. Just as the landlady turned around, I stopped her again. Pay bills.

I casually took out the money in my coat. Oops, I forgot to bring the money. I panicked for a while, kept groping up and down, and my face turned red.

Perhaps the lady boss saw my embarrassment, so she walked up and asked kindly: "My child, what's wrong with you? Did you forget to bring money?"

I blushed She said shamelessly, "Yes, yes, yes---"

The boss lady looked at me carefully, scanned my test paper, then motioned for me to do it, and then said, "My child "Sit down and let's make a deal, okay?"

"A deal?" I asked in confusion.

"Yes, kid, don't be afraid. What I mean is to use your test paper in exchange. Give me your test paper as today's meal money, okay? I'll use your The test paper serves as a model to educate my son, so that he can learn from you."

Hearing this, my heart felt hot, and I couldn't tell whether I was moved or guilty.

Later, every New Year's Day comes every year, I always think of the story that happened on that snowy night on New Year's Day that year ---