爱,是一种抽象而又精致的情感,它没有形体,静默无声,却又无时无刻不贴近我们的心,保护着我们。记得小时候有一年的三伏天闷热异常,有一晚突然停电了,全城陷入了一片黑暗中,家里那台平时“嗡嗡”响个不停的电扇也安静了下来,扇叶对着我,满脸的无奈。靠着窗,我也感觉不到一丝凉风。正当我烦躁至极而无法入睡时,与窗相反的方向却吹过来阵阵微风。这风不大,却足以安抚我那烦躁的心,使我安然入睡。正当我要睡着时,灯亮了起来,电扇也高兴地摇着头,恢复了活力。而这时我才看清,原来是妈 Love is an abstract and delicate emotion. It has no shape and is silent. It protects us all the time without getting close to our heart. I remember a year when the dog day fever hot, suddenly a power outage one night, the city caught in a dark, home that Taiwan usually “buzzing ” sounded fan also quiet down, leaves facing me , Face helplessness. By the window, I also can not feel a trace of cool breeze. As I was so irritable that I could not sleep, the breeze was blowing in the opposite direction of the window. This wind is not big, but enough to appease my irritable heart, make me fall asleep peacefully. While I was asleep, the lights went on and the fans shook their heads happily and regained their vitality. And then I see, it turned out to be mom