Time flies, recalling my childhood. Once, when the bell rang, my neighbors and I pushed open the iron gate of the school to play. As a result, the math teacher grabbed one ear and carried them into the classroom. The math teacher made the class very scared. As a female student, she often cries. Like a loving mother, the Chinese teacher said lovingly, "I will help you train your math teacher."
Fear or uncertainty, I just don't like going to that place. So, my mother took a twisted "thin bamboo tip" and beat me to school. I was forced to walk through the old house like a covered bridge until I entered the classroom. Mom turned to go home, and I caught one and ran home. I really don't understand why I didn't like studying from the beginning when I was a child. No wonder my life is so boring and obscure. Mom came home and saw how she came back. I was forced to go to school like a bug, and the teacher told my mother I would keep an eye on it. The restless heart was firmly stuck in the classroom rules, and the reading career began.
A schoolbag was broken, and the rest of my mother's clothes cloth gave me a new schoolbag with a red five-star sewn on it, which stood out against the liberation green cloth. This schoolbag stayed with me until I graduated from primary school.
Every Sunday, I sometimes follow my mother to a very high mountain top to pick tea. I ate sesame seed cake the night before, which is my favorite food. At two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, several tea-picking neighbors kept clamoring to get up. After eating porridge, bring pancakes. Touching the starry night, we headed for Xitang Mountain. On my way to Xitangshan, I picked up the shell of the leftover drink and took it with me as a treasure, so that I could go home as a piggy bank. However, only half of the capital investment can be absorbed.
The sun climbed high, and the vicious sun shone on me, feeling particularly hot and clamouring to go home. Mother said, "Soon …" Seeing my repeated shouts; My mother praised me for picking so many by distracting me. Eat pancakes in the shade, and then continue picking tea. When the sun went down, my mother picked up a cart of tea and went home.
My mother's hands are never idle. She works hard with her father in the fan factory. Without a complete and solid sleep, she will go to work at midnight. That year, my father was cruel, posted some money and the money he earned a year, and bought a 14 inch West Lake TV. As a result, my childhood had the wisdom of' taking a break'. Looking at the people sitting around me, I really have unspeakable happiness.
Mother's hands belong to farm work and she is often busy with mountains and rivers. She takes care of all the crops she eats and the firewood she burns. Farmers-farmers' income comes from agricultural products. Recalling the past, when the grain station bought sweet potato chips, every family planed sweet potatoes, and the potatoes in the field were all in the air. Go back to Shandong at night and wander around the house. The whole family went to the summer for a few cents ... mother's rest table is the season.
Mom's hand is a washing machine and the stream is a big laundry room. Under the arch bridge, mother leaned over to wash. I played with water and caught some whitebait; I dug some river crabs.
One afternoon when I came home from school, I said to my grandmother, "I want to have tea." My grandmother went to get a thermos. Somehow grandma fell to the ground and never stood up again. Mother's hand became a' postman', delivering water and meals to grandma and scrubbing her body. My little aunt is grandma's most painful daughter, but when it comes to respecting her parents, she hides far away and dares not approach. Grandma always tells her mother this and that, which is not good. Mom once mentioned that after separation, grandma burned it upstairs. Grandma burned pancakes to be angry with her mother, who was eating rye bread with tears in her eyes. ...
Mother's hand is still busy in four townships and eight villages, grinding rice with her father. Put a "rice-backed" and a "rice-backed" millet into the car pocket, and push the rice mill through one sunset after another.
My mother cooked eggs in a few iron pots and married one daughter after another. My mother is getting old. ...
My mother's hand has been hurt by me; It was when I was a child when I was studying, and I got sick. My mother dragged me to the hospital for an injection. I refused to fight hard. My mother's hand is like a pair of pliers. No matter how I pinch my nails, I just won't let go. At that moment, my mother's hand became an accomplice of terror.
After studying abroad for two years, the night I came back, my mother patted my hair and said, "... now she is taller than me." During the Chinese New Year, my mother played poker regardless of the crowd: the neighbor's daughter, the old woman in the east, ... For her busy mother all her life, this is the only possible amateur enjoyment.
In recent years, my mother's body is getting older and older, but the burden of life has not been alleviated at all. As porters, those hands become the economic source of life. After the son got sick, his hands fried Chinese medicine again and again, and his mother's hands propped up the sky of love.
It is said that raising children to prevent old age, I was born after my old-fashioned mother gave birth to one daughter after another. From poverty to disease, from disease to poverty. One afternoon, my father mumbled that he wanted me to be a rubber machine, saying that when I was old, there would be no factory to take him, so that I could earn some money to make a living. I can only get away from all this, and my father's worry is not unreasonable. I went to Luqiao to buy some materials and said to myself, "Do it if you want."
A series of productions in three days was finally announced. Mother's hands are too timid to operate the power rubber machine. As time went on, I became familiar with it. However, one night, my mother was busy carrying manual labor all day. Online operation, due to fatigue, my thinking has slackened. My hand got entangled in a damn raw rubber thread, and something terrible happened.
Life is really helpless, and some rules are really difficult to enforce. Tell mom to be careful. Don't press it at night. But mother ... mother's hand kept dripping blood on the ground, and mother kept saying, "it's no use now, I can't work any more." ..... "Looking at my mother's silent pain, I was really numb and kept asking; Why is life like this? I wanted to give my family a support.
On a bleak night in the autumn wind, my mother's hands were stitched one by one without anesthesia, and her hand with three broken phalanges was also slammed on a board. Mother groaned in pain. Mother looked particularly old in the pale light. Mom's hand has been knocked for four or five months, and the needle has been hung up for several months. Mother's hands will rest under special circumstances.
Time is like a song, like a cry, and it is impossible for a mother's hand to retreat from the second line before she is too old to move.
I will never be a father, and my mother will never be a grandmother. Therefore, the mother's hand can never hold the grandson.
Mother, parents
(autumn rhyme)
My mother is 88 years old. We can see the charm of her youth from her sharp eyes. Mom's forehead is very high, her eyes are big and bright, her plump square face has added many wrinkles, and her hair is full of silver hair, which gives people a sense of intelligence and competence. However, my mother's life is full of ups and downs and misfortunes.
My mother was born in a small town in Nantong county, and my father ran a money house. He inherited his father's business. However, due to his weak health, his family business went downhill step by step. Mother * * * has five brothers and sisters, three sisters and one brother. She is the youngest. My mother was born less than eight months ago and my father died of illness. The number is 19 19. At that time, there were no men at home, which was like losing a pillar. Faced with this sudden disaster, the grief-stricken grandmother was at a loss. The original well-off family no longer exists. How can a woman's family raise more children? It was at that time that my mother was sent to the Li family in Nantong for adoption.
In the Li family, mother has her own new name. The Li family is not rich. The adoptive father works in a paper mill and the adoptive mother is also a housewife. They adopted my mother because they have been married for many years and have no children. That is, that year, the adoptive mother who had not given birth for many years actually had joy. The adoptive father was ecstatic, hugged my mother and kissed her face, saying that it was because I met Yinger that Yinger brought good luck to our family! The mother's adoptive father also told his wife to be kind to Yinger. In May of the following year, the foster mother went into labor and gave birth to a son. Needless to say, this family is very happy. The adoptive father's family is not rich, but he also has some possessions. My adoptive father has 65,438+00 houses. Unfortunately, the adoptive father's younger brother lost money doing business in Shanghai and went home to sell these possessions. Since then, the family has fallen into poverty. Mom has been very clever since she was a child. After the Li family fell into poverty, they could not afford to send their two children to school together. When my mother was a child, my brother was very naughty. My mother sends her brother to school every day. My brother is studying in the house. My mother secretly hid outside the door to watch and follow the school, and then my brother came back to help him with his homework. My adoptive father kept sighing after seeing it, saying that his son failed to live up to expectations. The implication is that he likes my mother more and more. Even the big family across the hall said that Li had brought such a clever little girl.
When my mother was 9 years old, my adoptive father lost his job again, and the family only lived by making some candle cores. Whether it is hot in June or cold in winter, even though her little hands are red with cold, she still insists on doing what she is doing. Even the people with the high surname across the hall always say with distress, what a good child, how hard life is! When her mother 12 years old, seeing that her family was so poor, she and her neighbor Wen Ying secretly ran to the Sheng Da Deputy Factory to sign up as child laborers. From then on, family life began to improve. But when the mother 14 years old, the adoptive father got acute cholera and died the next day, which made the already poor family fall into the abyss again. In the following days, my mother still worked in the factory, and my mother's foster mother did a little business, and she survived year after year.
1938, my mother was just 19 years old, and the Japanese also invaded China. In order to avoid the Japanese, my mother's biological mother took my mother to a small town and lived in my uncle's house for eight months. At that time, my mother didn't know her life experience and family situation. Three sisters are married, one in Shanghai, one in Hangzhou and one in a small town. They all married into good families and lived a good life. My biological mother told my mother that your sisters are more beautiful and smarter than each other and can marry a good family. I feel sorry for you, but I can't give you away as a child. In that war-torn era, it was my own grandmother who decided to marry my mother to my father. That year, my father was very old and his family was running Bupi Village. After meeting his mother, the 32-year-old father decided to propose to his mother's foster mother in the city. That year, my mother was only 19 years old. My mother said that she had no love for her father, and her mind that she didn't want to marry a man 13 years older than herself was gone. It was because of the Japanese invasion of China and the war-torn era that my mother hastily agreed to this marriage. Moreover, the adoptive mother made a request to my father, saying that her son was a man with no ability. You have to promise me one condition: support me when I am old, and support me after I die. All this was promised by my father, and in the days to come, my father did it.
Under the mother's persuasion, 1945, my father sold the real estate in the town, moved his family to Nantong, rented six houses in Hexi Street in the west of the city, and continued to open Buzhuang. My elder sister was born in June 65438 +065438 +0949 10. At that time, the business at home was also very prosperous, and my mother arranged relatives to work in Buzhuang, which solved their living problems. In the following years, my second sister and third sister were born one after another, and the burden at home became heavier and heavier. 1950, the whole country carried out private affairs reform, and my father's Bucun closed down and there was no job for him. My father is unemployed at home, and there are nine people in the family. My father decided to give my second sister and third sister to others to raise. My mother cried so badly that she had to give her child up for adoption. Mom said she couldn't fall down for this family. She said, I have to find a way to support this family. Mother did a good job in needlework since she was a child, so she chose to learn sewing and embroidery. After four months of study, she was able to cut and make, so she opened a tailor's shop and our family's life began to decline again. My mother gave birth to me in August 1956, that is, a few days after giving birth to me, my father received a notice from the textile station that he was going to work in the cloth shop. When my eldest brother heard the news, he jumped out of the bathtub excitedly and ran out to find my father to report the good news. Mom said that since I was born, this is a good sign in itself. Since then, life at home has been getting better every day. That year, my eldest brother also gave up college and embarked on an apprenticeship.
/kloc-in the summer of 0/960, the second brother and the third brother were sent to school because of their excellent performance in school. The second brother is in Xi 'an Metallurgical College; When the third brother was admitted to Nanjing Radio Technical Secondary School, his mother said to them, Go, son! Only by learning knowledge well can we become the pillars of society!
Since then, the burden at home has become heavier and heavier. But my mother is not afraid of hard work, working day and night to process the supplied materials. 1June, 958, my mother entered Tiancheng Chemical Plant in order to have a stable career. At that time, it was an iron rice bowl to enter the state-owned enterprise factory. Although her income is not as much as opening her own shop, she is still so willing.
There are unexpected events in the sky. On September 28th, 196 1, my father, who was an employee of a private enterprise, suddenly committed suicide by throwing himself into the river. What is the reason? This has left future troubles and doubts for our growth. But the organizational conclusion is a general suicide. Mother said, in fact, there is nothing wrong with my father, just because he is a withdrawn person, who has political contempt, thinks that your family is not good, and gives him trouble everywhere, but he is a man with strong self-esteem, and can't stand the supercilious look and bullying, so he doesn't want to live, so he wrote a suicide note to his mother. My father is a coward and an honest and upright man. I just turned 6 years old that year, and I clearly remember my mother's heartbreaking cry at my father's grave, which was deeply imprinted in my mind. I have never heard such a sad cry or seen such a sad scene, which has brought me a wound that I will never forget. My mother was only 42 years old that year.
The death of my father brought endless pain to our family. The two brothers were still studying in the distance, and their mother didn't inform them to go home in order not to distract them. When I went home for the Spring Festival in the winter vacation that year, my two brothers knew what had happened at home and were at a loss in pain. They all told their mothers to drop out of school and go home to work to lighten their burden. Mother didn't agree, and said to them with tears, children, you can't drop out of school. You should study harder, so as to be worthy of your father and the best reward for me. The Spring Festival that year was the most painful one in our family, and the winter that year was also the coldest one. Mom, she has her own plan. She goes to work in the factory during the day and cooperates with others in garment processing at night. I was not in primary school at that time. Mother's processing place is in Zhangjia, more than 200 meters away from my home. She gives sewing machines, and her mother gives labor, earning half each. I remember my sister taking me there. She is seven years older than me and does housework for my mother at home. However, I often cry and always clamor for my mother. My brothers and sisters at home have always hated me. They can't understand how much a young heart needs warmth and love. Every night when my mother leaves, I always drag my mother's leg and cry. My mother has been lying to me, my children are obedient, and I will be back soon. But then I heard from my brother and sister that my mother won't go home until around 12. How many nights, I cried myself to sleep and didn't get the childhood happiness that ordinary children should have!
Mother has no education, but she has the courage to live. She can face all kinds of difficulties with her tenacity and hard work and overcome and solve them one by one! Mother is not weak, she has no flowery words, she only has simple actions, infecting us.
Mother, parents
(autumn rhyme)
My mother is 88 years old. We can see the charm of her youth from her sharp eyes. Mom's forehead is very high, her eyes are big and bright, her plump square face has added many wrinkles, and her hair is full of silver hair, which gives people a sense of intelligence and competence. However, my mother's life is full of ups and downs and misfortunes.
My mother was born in a small town in Nantong county, and my father ran a money house. He inherited his father's business. However, due to his weak health, his family business went downhill step by step. Mother * * * has five brothers and sisters, three sisters and one brother. She is the youngest. My mother was born less than eight months ago and my father died of illness. The number is 19 19. At that time, there were no men at home, which was like losing a pillar. Faced with this sudden disaster, the grief-stricken grandmother was at a loss. The original well-off family no longer exists. How can a woman's family raise more children? It was at that time that my mother was sent to the Li family in Nantong for adoption.
In the Li family, mother has her own new name. The Li family is not rich. The adoptive father works in a paper mill and the adoptive mother is also a housewife. They adopted my mother because they have been married for many years and have no children. That is, that year, the adoptive mother who had not given birth for many years actually had joy. The adoptive father was ecstatic, hugged my mother and kissed her face, saying that it was because I met Yinger that Yinger brought good luck to our family! The mother's adoptive father also told his wife to be kind to Yinger. In May of the following year, the foster mother went into labor and gave birth to a son. Needless to say, this family is very happy. The adoptive father's family is not rich, but he also has some possessions. My adoptive father has 65,438+00 houses. Unfortunately, the adoptive father's younger brother lost money doing business in Shanghai and went home to sell these possessions. Since then, the family has fallen into poverty. Mom has been very clever since she was a child. After the Li family fell into poverty, they could not afford to send their two children to school together. When my mother was a child, my brother was very naughty. My mother sends her brother to school every day. My brother is studying in the house. My mother secretly hid outside the door to watch and follow the school, and then my brother came back to help him with his homework. My adoptive father kept sighing after seeing it, saying that his son failed to live up to expectations. The implication is that he likes my mother more and more. Even the big family across the hall said that Li had brought such a clever little girl.
When my mother was 9 years old, my adoptive father lost his job again, and the family only lived by making some candle cores. Whether it is hot in June or cold in winter, even though her little hands are red with cold, she still insists on doing what she is doing. Even the people with the high surname across the hall always say with distress, what a good child, how hard life is! When her mother 12 years old, seeing that her family was so poor, she and her neighbor Wen Ying secretly ran to the Sheng Da Deputy Factory to sign up as child laborers. From then on, family life began to improve. But when the mother 14 years old, the adoptive father got acute cholera and died the next day, which made the already poor family fall into the abyss again. In the following days, my mother still worked in the factory, and my mother's foster mother did a little business, and she survived year after year.
1938, my mother was just 19 years old, and the Japanese also invaded China. In order to avoid the Japanese, my mother's biological mother took my mother to a small town and lived in my uncle's house for eight months. At that time, my mother didn't know her life experience and family situation. Three sisters are married, one in Shanghai, one in Hangzhou and one in a small town. They all married into good families and lived a good life. My biological mother told my mother that your sisters are more beautiful and smarter than each other and can marry a good family. I feel sorry for you, but I can't give you away as a child. In that war-torn era, it was my own grandmother who decided to marry my mother to my father. That year, my father was very old and his family was running Bupi Village. After meeting his mother, the 32-year-old father decided to propose to his mother's foster mother in the city. That year, my mother was only 19 years old. My mother said that she had no love for her father, and her mind that she didn't want to marry a man 13 years older than herself was gone. It was because of the Japanese invasion of China and the war-torn era that my mother hastily agreed to this marriage. Moreover, the adoptive mother made a request to my father, saying that her son was a man with no ability. You have to promise me one condition: support me when I am old, and support me after I die. All this was promised by my father, and in the days to come, my father did it.
1940 10 month, mom and dad got married. My mother lived in the city since she was a child. With her intelligence and ability, she helped her father run the cloth business and gave birth to three sons in succession. My father's face is smiling all day. I'm glad I found such a smart and capable woman. Even the relatives of my father's family envy my father this blessing.
Under the mother's persuasion, 1945, my father sold the real estate in the town, moved his family to Nantong, rented six houses in Hexi Street in the west of the city, and continued to open Buzhuang. My elder sister was born in June 65438 +065438 +0949 10. At that time, the business at home was also very prosperous, and my mother arranged relatives to work in Buzhuang, which solved their living problems. In the following years, my second sister and third sister were born one after another, and the burden at home became heavier and heavier. 1950, the whole country carried out private affairs reform, and my father's Bucun closed down and there was no job for him. My father is unemployed at home, and there are nine people in the family. My father decided to give my second sister and third sister to others to raise. My mother cried so badly that she had to give her child up for adoption. Mom said she couldn't fall down for this family. She said, I have to find a way to support this family. Mother did a good job in needlework since she was a child, so she chose to learn sewing and embroidery. After four months of study, she was able to cut and make, so she opened a tailor's shop and our family's life began to decline again. My mother gave birth to me in August 1956, that is, a few days after giving birth to me, my father received a notice from the textile station that he was going to work in the cloth shop. When my eldest brother heard the news, he jumped out of the bathtub excitedly and ran out to find my father to report the good news. Mom said that since I was born, this is a good sign in itself. Since then, life at home has been getting better every day. That year, my eldest brother also gave up college and embarked on an apprenticeship.
/kloc-in the summer of 0/960, the second brother and the third brother were sent to school because of their excellent performance in school. The second brother is in Xi 'an Metallurgical College; When the third brother was admitted to Nanjing Radio Technical Secondary School, his mother said to them, Go, son! Only by learning knowledge well can we become the pillars of society!
Since then, the burden at home has become heavier and heavier. But my mother is not afraid of hard work, working day and night to process the supplied materials. 1June, 958, my mother entered Tiancheng Chemical Plant in order to have a stable career. At that time, it was an iron rice bowl to enter the state-owned enterprise factory. Although her income is not as much as opening her own shop, she is still so willing.
There are unexpected events in the sky. On September 28th, 196 1, my father, who was an employee of a private enterprise, suddenly committed suicide by throwing himself into the river. What is the reason? This has left future troubles and doubts for our growth. But the organizational conclusion is a general suicide. Mother said, in fact, there is nothing wrong with my father, just because he is a withdrawn person, who has political contempt, thinks that your family is not good, and gives him trouble everywhere, but he is a man with strong self-esteem, and can't stand the supercilious look and bullying, so he doesn't want to live, so he wrote a suicide note to his mother. My father is a coward and an honest and upright man. I just turned 6 years old that year, and I clearly remember my mother's heartbreaking cry at my father's grave, which was deeply imprinted in my mind. I have never heard such a sad cry or seen such a sad scene, which has brought me a wound that I will never forget. My mother was only 42 years old that year.
The death of my father brought endless pain to our family. The two brothers were still studying in the distance, and their mother didn't inform them to go home in order not to distract them. When I went home for the Spring Festival in the winter vacation that year, my two brothers knew what had happened at home and were at a loss in pain. They all told their mothers to drop out of school and go home to work to lighten their burden. Mother didn't agree, and said to them with tears, children, you can't drop out of school. You should study harder, so as to be worthy of your father and the best reward for me. The Spring Festival that year was the most painful one in our family, and the winter that year was also the coldest one. Mom, she has her own plan. She goes to work in the factory during the day and cooperates with others in garment processing at night. I was not in primary school at that time. Mother's processing place is in Zhangjia, more than 200 meters away from my home. She gives sewing machines, and her mother gives labor, earning half each. I remember my sister taking me there. She is seven years older than me and does housework for my mother at home. However, I often cry and always clamor for my mother. My brothers and sisters at home have always hated me. They can't understand how much a young heart needs warmth and love. Every night when my mother leaves, I always drag my mother's leg and cry. My mother has been lying to me, my children are obedient, and I will be back soon. But then I heard from my brother and sister that my mother won't go home until around 12. How many nights, I cried myself to sleep and didn't get the childhood happiness that ordinary children should have!
In the next few years, my second brother didn't go home in summer vacation and winter vacation in order to save a round trip. He told his mother that I must live up to expectations and study hard in college. Third brother goes to school in Nanjing. Every year when he comes home from vacation, he weaves a net bag and knocks walnut seeds. Eldest brother works in a light bulb factory and can also post some household items. My sister goes to primary school and I go to kindergarten.
/kloc-in the winter of 0/962, eldest brother got acute meningitis and lived in the dangerous house of Nantong Hospital. The doctor told his mother that your child's illness is very dangerous. You should be mentally prepared. How many sons do you have? My mother was shocked. The boss is my mother's spiritual pillar. How did I get so sick? Jesus Christ. My mother knelt in front of the hospital president and the doctor and tearfully asked the hospital to save my eldest brother's life. Maybe God knows that fate has brought too much misfortune to her mother. Finally, one day, eldest brother was reborn from the hands of death, but it also hurt the vitality of this family. In order to give my brother some nutrition, my mother works harder to earn money. When she gets home, she has to make cotton-padded jackets for others. Some valuable furniture and jewelry at home were also sold, and my brother rested at home for half a year.
Many well-intentioned people advised their mother to remarry and said that they would find someone to rely on, but my mother always insisted that I had so many children that I couldn't be sorry for my dead husband, and I wanted to be loyal to him. My mother is a hard worker in the factory. She has been an advanced worker and a March 8th red flag bearer for many years. My mother's papers are all over the walls of my house. Mother won't help us with our homework, but encourages us to do everything well with her spiritual education. In the sewing workshop of the factory, it is more difficult for my mother to sew all kinds of machine parts for the factory than to make clothes, but my mother always overcomes one difficulty after another and completes all the tasks. So the factory took care of her and gave her two rooms, which also solved part of the expenses we needed for starting school.
1965, my second brother and third brother both completed their studies with excellent results and were uniformly distributed by the state. The second brother went to the northeast, and the third brother went to the northwest. I remember that year, my second brother finally went home, which was the happiest year in our family. The second brother picked me up as soon as he got home and surrounded me. I was just 10 years old that year and I was very shy. My mother didn't know how happy she was. From then on, I felt that my home was fine again. I ate delicious food. My sister who likes dancing has a colorful dress to wear, and my mother has a smile on her face. I think mom smiles beautifully. I always think that only my mother is the most beautiful in the world!
1966 in the blink of an eye. The great proletarian cultural revolution is going on all over the country, and my mother's factory is also very noisy. Because of her ability, some jealous women make irresponsible remarks about her. She can still go in first, and she still needs to be trained to join the party. She is the boss's wife! Her man committed suicide for fear of sin! So, the rebel leader summoned my mother and asked her to explain her problems well, so my mother told the organization everything at home. I didn't expect that her situation at her adoptive parents' house actually saved her, saying that she was also a victim and had experienced so many hardships. It was a good educational material, so she was asked to go to the workshop on behalf of the factory propaganda team, while her mother, who had only a third-grade education, was sitting in a room with thousands of people. Mom later told us that it was also to protect ourselves and protect our future.
In the later days, brothers and sisters got married one after another and each had his own small family. All five children are state cadres, the second couple are department-level cadres, the third is also a deputy place, and the others all work in the management department of the enterprise. Because of this, my mother is old and retired at home to be a good logistics for her children. She also accepted the invitation of her children and went to many places. Life has been very sunny for her. Unexpectedly,1April 1994, my third brother got glioma, which was a bolt from the blue for my mother. At that time, my third brother was doing business in Zhuhai, which can be said to be in full swing. He already has his own company. As an official cadre, he is a successful man, but such misfortune has caused our family suffering. After the operation, the doctor told us that he would not live long. In the near future, she will leave this world. Mother has dried up all her tears, and her bright big eyes have begun to be confused. In the next three years, although she was treated, her third brother left us at 1997+00, and her mother's eyes lost their former look. Her son's departure was desperate for her.
The most painful thing in a person's life is to lose his father in his early years, his husband in middle age and his son in his later years. After all this, she is still so strong!
Mother is a very ordinary woman, but she is so great in my heart. I love my mother, not only because she gave me life, but more importantly, she taught us to survive, work hard and struggle with actions!
Mother has no education, but she has the courage to live. She can face all kinds of difficulties with her tenacity and hard work and overcome and solve them one by one! Mother is not weak, she has no flowery words, she only has simple actions, infecting us.