A beam of sunshine shines on my heart from the window so brilliantly, and the pine trees outside the window are so lush. It's a sunny morning. Warm sunshine is always touching.

I was getting dressed when I suddenly smelled a fragrance. I rushed to the kitchen and saw my mother frying eggs under the door. "Bang, bang," my mother was about to turn the egg, and bang, the oil spilled on her hand. She frowned and endured the pain and continued to turn over.

Looking at my mother's busy figure reminds me of when I was a child, when I couldn't sleep, my mother held me late; In summer, my mother gave me a fan, but she was sweating all over, as if she had just taken a shower.

"Li Yizhou is going to eat soon!" Mother gave a cry. I was suddenly surprised: isn't family love breakfast? Isn't my heart just a bowl of rice? I suddenly came out of my memory. Seeing my mother serving rice, I was a little greedy and took a bite. Today's breakfast is particularly delicious. I picked up an fried egg and handed it to my mother: "Mom, you also eat!" " "Mom, smiled! That smile reflects the sunshine, warm and moving!