What's the story about the deep affection between mother and son? What is the main content of this story?

In a very cold winter, a small hut appeared in the snow. It turned out to be a mother and son in the cabin.

This hut is made of wood, and there is not much space. It is just right for two people to live in it. His son Meng Jiao is reading a book in the light. He is preparing for the exam tomorrow, but his mother is still mending his clothes. She took the needle and thread and sewed the clothes one by one through the needle. At this time, she accidentally pricked her finger with a needle. Meng Jiao immediately put down her work and went to his mother and said, "Mom! Does it hurt? " Mom quickly said, "No, it's okay. Go and read a book. " My son, with tears in his eyes, said, "Mom, you are not afraid to prick your hand for me and ask me to read. Mom, you are too kind to me. I don't know how to repay you. " Mom's eyes were red and she said, "Well, you must be the top student in high school tomorrow. If you get the top student in high school, I will be very happy. " The son said without hesitation, "Well, I will definitely be the top student in high school. At that time, I'll pick you up and enjoy happiness together. You have to wait for me! " "

Unconsciously, the next day, mom didn't sleep all day. She asked her father to study hard for my exam. How can I live up to her expectations? I must be a top student in high school.

Meng Jiao shouldered a heavy burden, left this amiable mother, and went to Beijing to be the top scholar.

The story of the military camp-the love between mother and child

My good friend Xiao Peng was transferred from Nanchang to Xiamen Radio Station. At a party, he "took advantage of his work" and said to me, "Do you want to order a song? Just say, I will arrange it for you. "

"To whom? I really didn't catch up with this' fashion'. " I'm still unfamiliar with these.

"Anyway, it's free, no point, no point. Just send a song to the person you miss most. " Everyone around me is encouraging me.

"The most gone! ..... "My mind immediately thought of my mother.

My mother was also a veteran who joined the army during the War of Liberation. After fighting from north to south and driving the enemy from the sea to Taiwan Province Province, my father and I stayed in Fujian. It's been over 50 years. 1956 during the great disarmament, she reluctantly took off her beloved military uniform, transferred to school with her father, and moved home once every few years, dragging our four brothers and sisters.

It is said that the mother is the child's first teacher. As long as I can remember, my mother has taught my younger brothers and sisters to be honest, upright and frank, and to learn patience when things happen. Whenever we have conflicts with other children, mother always criticizes us. I didn't know much about this when I was a child, and I always felt wronged. Later, I gradually realized that this is the foundation of being a man. My mother has said many times that we are not required to be high officials and get ahead, as long as we behave well and be upright people!

Mother never indulges us and pays attention to cultivating our work concept and self-reliance ability. We can take care of ourselves at an early age. She also instilled in us the concept of thrift and never allowed us to be picky about what we eat and wear. If you don't like the cooked food, I won't cook it for you. Eat lard and soy sauce for bibimbap. There are no exceptions. Moreover, how much rice there is in the bowl, you must finish it, and you must never waste leftovers.

I remember one time, I proposed to buy a short-sleeved T-shirt with lapels (it is very popular to call it a T-shirt now), and my mother kindly said to me, "Hey, are you picky?" I immediately bowed my head in embarrassment. Although my mother bought it for me (this is the first time I asked her to buy clothes for me), I never said such a thing again. I wear whatever my mother does and buys. Once, I wore a cotton-padded jacket made by my mother to school, and some classmates laughed at me for being so "rustic". But they were embarrassed to see my calm attitude. My academic performance is enough to make them afraid to laugh.

Mother has been in poor health, but she is unwilling to take care of herself. Cooking delicious food, dad eats first, then just us, and she eats the rest. ...

During the "three-year natural disaster", the people of the whole country were in a very difficult situation. Although our days in the army are much better than those of the locals, we are obviously nervous. I was growing up at that time, and I had a very good appetite and could eat. At that time, it would be nice to have a meal. There are few meat dishes. Without "oil and water" in your stomach, you get hungry easily. You are hungry after eating a four-ounce (now 2.5 ounces) can of steamed rice.

One day, I saw some cake tickets in my mother's wallet (at that time, tickets were needed for everything), so I stole one and wanted to buy a cake in the street. But the cheapest cake is a "cake" made of longan seed (longan seed) ground into powder of 50 cents. Now this "cake" thick enough to choke my throat may be for pigs, but pigs don't like it. But at that time, it was "delicious" for the hungry. ...

I only have tickets, no money, and I can't eat. Just "cooperate" with a classmate who has fifty cents. He pays, I pay for the plane ticket, and two people share the cake.

Mom somehow found out about it. She was ill in bed, called me to the bed and asked me if I was all right. Looking into my mother's eyes and remembering that she has been educating us to be honest and upright, I will honestly admit it. Mom saw that I told the truth, so she no longer blamed me. She just asked me not to steal from adults in the future and to be an honest and trustworthy child. I regret making a promise to my mother!

Since then, every time I eat, my mother can't eat, and she wants to give me half of the rice in her jar. I am so happy that I can eat every meal. Still wondering? Why don't I have enough to eat and my mother doesn't have enough to eat? How many years later, when I grew up and became sensible, I realized that my mother couldn't "eat", but her old man was hungry and gave me food from her share! ..... Until now, I still remember very clearly: the pressing on my mother's calf was a deep and long pit-that was the symptom of edema!

Mom is the strongest person. For the sake of children and family, she can endure anything. I've never seen my mother frown and sigh since I was a child. At most, she wiped her tears and faced everything "as if nothing had happened" ... After I left home to join the army, she was hospitalized more than a dozen times, big and small, and even had surgery. She told her family to "block the news" and let me concentrate on my work. Every time I see a pile of medals and honorary certificates, I feel that there is my mother's heart and hope here. At the same time, I feel deeply guilty that I haven't been able to be filial in front of her bed so far.

Mom is also the gentlest person. If I say, what am I most afraid of in this world? That was my mother's tears ... on the day I joined the army, my father didn't have time to see me off, and my mother sent me to the station. At the moment when the train started, I saw my tough and introverted mother, and suddenly tears filled my eyes ... which shocked my excited heart! I thought about my mother's tears over and over again on the train. I realized that my mother thought I had left her, and I was very sad. No matter where the son goes, it is always the mother's heart that cares about him! Until now, every time I go home to visit them and send me away, my mother still cries. I had to ask her not to see me off again. Although I have never seen her cry, I know she must be crying in the room. ...

Mom, it is you who owe me the most and repay me endlessly in this life; I miss you the most and care about you the most!

"Is there a' mother-child love'?" I asked.

"Dedicated to mom? Yes! " Xiao Peng agreed.

"Children, children, I miss you in spring. Xiaoyan makes a nest of spring mud, Xiaoyan makes a nest of spring mud. You are guarding the frontier in the distance. When is the return date? ……

Mom, mom, I miss you in winter, and the snow hits the red berries to spit out the awaken of spring. Mom, mom, I miss you, and I will be happy together when I return home in triumph. "

Mom, this is a song that my son ordered for you. Did you hear that? ……

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