“暖暖”——多么美好的词汇,遇见它,所有的寒冰都会融化,一切的悲伤都会化为坦然。“暖暖”是她给予我的礼物。“妈妈,签个名吧!”我手捧分数不错的数学卷,像个小孩子一样蹦蹦跳跳地对她说。她接过试卷,看了又看,翻了又翻,最后边点头边满意地签上了大名,露出压抑不住的笑。我瞧了瞧妈妈,接过试卷,看了看试卷,内心满满的、暖暖的。此时此刻唤醒了我内心最深的记忆,同样的欣慰与幸福,不同样的故事,最终定格在我最想遗忘的那天。① “Warm ” - how beautiful words, met it, all the ice will melt, all the sadness will be calm. “Warm ” is a gift she gave me. “Mom, sign a name!” I took a handful of math scores and said to her bouncing like a kid. She took the papers, looked and looked, turned over and turned, and finally nodded and sighed with satisfaction, revealing an irresistible smile. I looked at my mother, took the papers, looked at the papers, full of heart, warm. At this moment awakened my deepest memory, the same happiness and happiness, not the same story, the final freeze on the day I most want to forget. ①