My mother is a diligent and thrifty person who cares about her son.

She likes to eat lychees, but she gives the big lychees to her son, and gives all the lychees I bought to her grandson. The mother's description of her love for lychees further highlights the poor mother's boundless love for her children and grandchildren.

The words "keep touching", "carefully", "hold", "look at lovingly" and "continuously" express the mother's love for lychees most vividly. The author's detailed description brings to our eyes the vivid scene of "mother's hand with strong veins caressing the lychee, and her child-like smile after tasting the lychee".

Original text:

I took a sand fruit and stuffed it into my mouth, and kept saying it was delicious. I also asked, knowingly, how much it cost per pound, and then kept saying it was really cheap - actually, My mother knew that I was just trying to comfort her, but this trick still made her happy every time. Taking advantage of her happiness, I took out the lychees and said, "Mom! I bought you some good things today."

As soon as my mother saw the lychees, her face immediately sank: "You are a rich man. What's wrong? It's such an expensive thing, you..." I interrupted my mother: "It's such an expensive thing, why don't we try it?" My mother chuckled, and kept stroking the lychee with her sinewy hands, and then Use the nail of your little finger to scratch the skin of the lychee and peel it off carefully without letting the skin fall off.

I was holding a lychee in my hand, like I was holding a chick that had just pecked the eggshell. I looked at it lovingly and was reluctant to swallow it, and kept saying to me: "What do you think it is?" Long? Why is there such white meat in the red skin? "After all, it's my first time to eat it, it's delicious after all!" The mother was as happy as the child.