It takes about two or three minutes to write a short story about Chaplin.

Chaplin suffered from the divorce of his parents since he was a child. Fortunately, she has a good mother. While struggling for life, she often teaches him how to be a man, infecting young Chaplin with her own practical actions, and letting him know that a person's success depends on his own efforts. Chaplin's mother is a comedian in an acrobatic troupe. At that time, she was just nearly 30 years old. She looked petite, with a white face, blue-purple eyes and long light brown hair hanging down to her waist. Both Chaplin and Cheney worship their mother. Although she is not a really beautiful woman, they all think she is as beautiful as a fairy. She often proudly dresses up her two brothers neatly and goes out to travel together on Sundays. Si Nuo is wearing the clothes and trousers of the aristocratic Eden middle school students, and Chaplin is wearing a blue velvet coat and a pair of blue gloves. At such times, they always stroll along Kennington Road, splashing all the way. An extraordinary thing in Chaplin's memory is that my mother and I went to the aquarium amusement park to watch acrobatics and saw "her", a living woman, sticking her head out in the blazing fire and smiling at people. Her mother lifted Chaplin to a bucket full of sawdust and asked him to touch a package of unexpected things from the bucket. As a result, the bag contained a sugar whistle that made no sound and a toy ruby brooch. I went to the Canterbury Vaudeville Theatre again. Chaplin sat in Red Velvet's chair and watched his mother perform ... Later, it was dark and I sat on the top of a four-horse carriage. My mother wrapped Chaplin in a traveling blanket, and there were some friends from her troupe on the bus. Their trumpeter blew his horn, accompanied by the pounding of horses' hooves and the jingling of harnesses, driving along Kennington Road, so young Chaplin was immersed in their joy and joy. Later, Chaplin's mother's voice gradually lost its moisture and her throat was easily infected. She got laryngitis with a little cold and was ill for several weeks, but she had to continue singing, and her voice was getting worse and worse. She is not sure about her voice. In the middle of the song, it will become hoarse, and suddenly it seems to be whispering, and the audience will burst into laughter and start making noise. Worried about her voice, affecting health, mental breakdown. As a result, the business in her troupe became less and less, and finally there was no business at all. Because of his mother's bad voice, Chaplin first appeared on the stage at the age of five. Mother doesn't want to leave her son alone in that sublet house, and often takes Chaplin to the theatre in the evening. At that time, she sang in a club in Aldershot, which was actually a dirty and inferior theater. Most of the guests were soldiers. Those soldiers are very rude. If they are not satisfied, they will play a trick on you. Most actors think that the performance in Aldershot is a terrible week. Chaplin was standing behind the curtain, and his mother's voice was hoarse and low as a whisper. The audience began to laugh at her, some singing silently, some imitating the cat's cry. Chaplin was confused and couldn't remember what had happened. But the noise became louder and louder, and finally my mother had to leave the stage. She went behind the curtain, annoyed and talked back to the steward on the stage. The flight attendant had seen Chaplin perform in front of his mother and friends before, so he suggested Chaplin perform instead of his mother. I remember that in the chaos, my mother helped Chaplin out and explained a few words to the audience, leaving Chaplin alone on the stage. So, in the face of dazzling footlights and misty face, Chaplin began to sing, and the band tried to turn off his tone and began to accompany him. This is a famous song called Jack Jones. The lyrics are: Speaking of Jack Jones, who doesn't know? Haven't you seen him? He often runs in the market. As long as Jack is as good as before, I have no interest in finding fault with him. However, since he had gold bars, he has gone bad. It pains me just to see the way he treats his buddies. Now, he is going to read the Daily Telegraph on Sunday morning. Before that, he only looked at the stars. Jack Jones has been too proud to know what to do since he got that money. He was just in the middle of singing when money rained down on the stage. Chaplin stopped at once and said that he had to pick up the money before he could sing. These words caused great laughter. The stage manager came over with a handkerchief and helped him pick up the money. Chaplin thought he would collect it himself. I thought so in my heart, so I told the audience that they laughed more happily, especially when I saw the housekeeper walking past with money, and Chaplin followed him so eagerly. It was not until all the money was given to his mother that Chaplin returned to the stage and continued to sing. Chaplin didn't feel at home at all. He talked with the audience, danced and made several imitations. Once, he sang an Irish March with his mother. Mother also likes to tell Chaplin religious stories. Sometimes, she would talk until it was dark, and then she would talk about, for example, how Jesus persuaded patients to believe that they would be all right just by touching his clothes. She talked about the hatred and jealousy of the chief priests and Pharisees, and described how Jesus was arrested and how he looked so serene and solemn before Pilate, the governor. While washing his hands, Pilate said (she read this sentence exaggeratedly), "I don't see any sin in this man." She also told how the man stripped him naked, whipped him, put a crown made of thorns on his head, teased him and spat at him, saying, "Congratulations, King of the Jews!" " "If she goes on like this, she can't help crying. She talked about how Simon helped carry Jesus' cross, and Jesus' eyes showed gratitude; She talked about the repentant robber and how he asked for forgiveness when he was crucified with Jesus. Jesus said, "Today you will be with me in heaven. "He looked down at his mother from the cross and said," Mother, look at your son. Then, in dying pain, he cried, "My God, why did you abandon me? "At this point, both mother and son cried." "You can see," mother said, "how human he is. Like all of us, he will be suspicious. Chaplin was deeply moved by his mother's words, and he couldn't wait to see Jesus that night. But my mother is not enthusiastic about it. She said, "Jesus wants you to live well first and do what you should do in this world." "In the dark basement of oakley Street, his mother let Chaplin see the unprecedented light of kindness in this world. Only in this light can literature and drama have their greatest and most meaningful themes, namely, the themes of love, sympathy and humanity.