女儿看我一眼,再看我一眼,轻声说:“妈妈,你又不好看了。”“什么话?”“你……你又有皱纹了。”女儿鼓起勇气,小心翼翼地说。“都是你,”我放软了声调,自觉仍然粗声粗气,于是站起来,“我上厕所,你继续练习。”到厕所洗了把冷水脸,又转出露台深呼吸两口,觉得心平气和了,这才慢慢踱回女儿的身边,陪她练习钢琴。女儿乖乖地弹了两段曲子,回头看看我,我点头表示赞许。她笑了:“妈妈,你现在又变成美女了。”我说:“只要你用心练习。妈妈水远是美女。” My daughter looked at me and looked at me again and said in a soft voice, “Mom, you are not looking well again.” “What words?” “You ... you have wrinkles again.” The daughter courageously said cautiously. “All you,” I put soft tone, consciously still rough, then stood up, “I go to the toilet, you continue to practice.” To the toilet, wash the cold water face, turn out the terrace and take a deep breath, I feel calm. This slowly walked back to her daughter’s side, with her practice piano. Daughter obediently played two song, look back at me, I nodded his approval. She laughed: “Mom, you’re beautiful now,” I said: “As long as you practice hard, Mommy’s water is far more beautiful.”