我的儿子8岁了,长相很丑,我很少听到有人在我面前夸赞过他。但随着岁月的流逝,我竟一点也不在乎儿子的丑了。因为儿子对我的那份真挚的理解与爱,就是他给我的一种最大的幸福与美丽。我是1998年带着3岁的儿子从北方的黄土塬到南方的。由于家境不好,我常教导儿子要节俭。他也听话,每当别的孩子怂恿他去买玩具时,他便会正告一句:“我家没有钱。”好多次,我真为孩子这一句像大人一样坦白而严正的话语所感动。去年儿子的学校组织去香江动 My son is eight years old, ugly, and I seldom hear someone praising him before me. But as time went by, I did not care at all about my son’s ugliness. Because my son’s sincere understanding and love for me, he gave me the greatest happiness and beauty. I was in 1998 with a 3-year-old son from the loess plateau in the north to the south. Due to my poor family, I often teach my son to be frugal. He obeyed, and whenever a kid encouraged him to buy a toy, he would say: “My family has no money.” On many occasions, I was touched by my child’s candid and solemn words. Last year, his son’s school organization went to Hong Kong