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Motherly love is like a mountain.

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One night, a sudden catastrophic mudslide engulfed the small mountain village. The next day, when rescuers followed the cry to dig up the soil and open the roof, they found a two-or three-year-old girl naked and curled up under the roof beam. Rescuers quickly carried the little girl out, but she refused to leave, pointing at her with a small hand and crying: "Mom-"Rescuers carefully planed down along a pair of faintly exposed mud hands, and a thrilling picture appeared in front of them: a half-naked woman, standing with her hands above her head, like a sculpture of a weightlifter ... This woman is blind and her body is already stiff. And under her, another man standing straight was dug up! It was when a woman stood on a man's shoulder and held the little girl high with both hands that the little girl miraculously became the only survivor of this mudslide!

Whether it is animals or humans, only the love of parents is silently dedicated and unrequited. When life and death are at stake, they always give up on themselves and leave the hope of life to future generations. The feat of the blind parents sacrificing themselves to save their children is an excellent interpretation of the power of maternal love.

Love is like a mountain, as great as a mountain, as lofty as a mountain, as thick as a mountain ... maternal love is the original emotion. Only by understanding the mother's love can we love ourselves, let the generation shine and light up our future path.

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I saw such a story on TV last year. . . . .

There is a family whose daughter-in-law thinks that her mother-in-law is old and her eyes are bad and useless. Ask her husband to send her mother out. . .

The next morning, the son said to his mother, "Mom, I'll take you out for a walk." . "

The son walked into a big forest with his mother on his back. . It's almost noon. .

The son put his mother next to a big tree and said, "Mom, please sit down first. I'll be right back. " Say that finish, you have to go. .

At this moment, mother said, "Son, I know what you want to do." . . But it's hard for you to go out in this big forest, so I broke branches along the way as a sign, and I'll make sure I don't get lost when I go back. . "

In the corner, something is shiny white!

I couldn't help looking down, and an adult white cat got out of the hole in the wall!

The white cat looked up and looked at me with big eyes going round and round. The meow is thin and small, and her eyes are full of hope and pleading.

The wind is blowing, the thin little body is shrinking by the wall, and a white hair is flying about in the wind.

"Poor thing, you are hungry." I squatted down, took out the best-selling products that my beautiful sister had given me before I left, peeled off the layers of packages and handed them to me. "Eat quickly." Know that beggars are mostly abandoned cats.

The white cat sniffed carefully, didn't take a bite, and went back to meow.

"Why don't you eat?" I was surprised to see a little kitten magically emerge from a hole in the wall, and then one, another and three Xiaohua Mall emerged one after another, all of them crowded into the barbecue grill and ate.

The first adult white cat appeared, but it stood by like a guardian and waited quietly.

My heart is shocked. This is my mother.

Ilnya pasdamoun has no history

1 There was a big earthquake, and many people were injured in a few minutes. Some people survived, even a child over the age of/kloc-0. Later, the child told people why he survived because of his maternal love:

The mother and son were taking a nap when the earthquake happened. Suddenly, the mother felt the ground shaking, so she picked up the child and prepared to escape. But when they were near the door, the house collapsed. The child is crying and the mother is worried. Now there are bricks on it. The mother was so worried about her child that she found a nail and stabbed it in her chest. Blood flowed down. Mother said, "Come on, son, drink milk!" " "

The child licked his mother's chest, and in a short time, the blood was licked. The mother picked up a nail and stabbed it into her chest to let the child drink blood.

Dozens of hours later, the child was rescued. People found his mother and tried to save her life, but her mother had passed away.

One night, a woman tried to walk from one end of the street to the other, but just as she was walking on the road, a car ran over and hit her.

When the ambulance arrived, it was found that the woman was pregnant. The doctor operated on the woman at once. After the operation, the nurse said excitedly, "It's a son!" "

Doctors are very happy, but their mother has become a vegetable, which makes them very upset.

The nurse was surprised to find that the woman's chest was wet, so she carefully put the child's lips on it, and the child's mouth moved, which made the doctors very happy.

Gradually, the child grew up and was sent to an orphanage, and the young mother left. Doctors have never known who the father of the child is or why this woman came out alone.

The hospital set up a tombstone for the mother, which read "Great mother who raised her children with her own flesh and blood".

The nurse said to the doctor, "That woman weighed 60 kilograms when she was hit by a car, 40 kilograms after giving birth and 30 kilograms before she died." The mother gave life to her child with her own flesh and blood. "

This is great maternal love!

ilnya pasdamoun sans histoires

I'm different from Furong. She is young and wonderful, and I am old and elegant; She is a college student in the new era, and I am a junior high school student in the Cultural Revolution. She is in her prime, and I will rot when I die; She is an internet celebrity, and I appreciate Yangzi Evening News very much.

Small agarwood came to the world, happiness was written on mother's face, and life was wonderful from then on. Once in the street, there was a mother and daughter.

The golden sunset reflected a pair of big hands, holding a pair of small hands and holding mom's hand. Daughter, you don't have to be afraid. The most beautiful scenery in the world left a beautiful rainbow.

The stars have changed, the mother is no longer young, the daughter knows how to read and be polite, and the breast that feeds back offers true feelings. Chinese virtue is deeply rooted in my heart. Mom, I want to support myself and let you enjoy your old age.

My mother is not at ease holding hands, and serious teaching is affectionate. Daughter, you just grew up. Can I learn from you? Can you get along with people? Self-reliance, there are still many things you haven't learned;

Gradually, gradually, my mother's hair turned white, but my daughter, like Tianshan Snow Lotus, survived the cold winter, ushered in the warmth of spring, took pains to learn English, challenged life, entered the society and entered the motherland! So many beautiful women, mom, I want to learn to draw and draw a picture of my motherland.

Happiness is written on mother's face, which is the harvest season. The door of home is too small, the door of society is too big, mother is old, daughter is old, two pairs of big hands are together to meet the bigger storm, and the elegance of old age and the wonderful youth make us moved every day!

Dedicated to the mother of the world! Dedicated to children all over the world!

The story of a loving mother

On the way to Turkey, the bus passed the place where the 1999 earthquake occurred, and the tour guide told a touching but sad story, which happened the day after the earthquake. ......

After the earthquake, many houses collapsed, and rescuers from all over the world kept searching for possible survivors. Two days later, they saw an incredible scene in the cracks-a mother, with her hands on the ground and an unknown weight of stone on her back: as soon as she saw the rescuers, she cried in despair: "Help my daughter, I have been propped up for two days, and I can't stand it any more ..." Her seven-year-old daughter was rescued in the safe space supported by her hands. The rescuers were frightened and tried to move the stones around them, hoping to rescue the mother and daughter as soon as possible, but there were too many stones and they were too heavy to arrive soon.

The media came here to take photos, the rescuers were crying and digging, and the hard-working mother was waiting. ...

Through TV and newspapers, Turks shed sad tears.

More people, put down what they are doing and devote themselves to the rescue operation.

The rescue operation lasted from day to night. Finally, a tall rescuer built his little daughter.

Pull her out, but ..... she's been angry for a long time.

Mother asked eagerly, "Is my daughter still alive?" Thinking that her daughter is still alive is the only reason and hope for her to endure for two days. The rescuer finally couldn't stand it anymore and burst into tears: "Yes, she is still alive. Now we have to send him to the hospital for emergency treatment, and then we have to send you! " "He knew that if the mother heard that her daughter was dead, she would lose the will to survive and put down the earth and stone to crush her, so she lied to her. Mother smiled wearily. Later, she was rescued and sent to the hospital. Her hands were once stiff and unable to bend.

The next day, the headline of the Turkish newspaper was a photo of her hands on the ground, with the headline "This is maternal love".

The burly tour guide said, "I am not easy to get emotional, but I cried when I saw this report." Every time I take a group through here, I tell this story. "In fact, not only did he cry, but we also cried in the car. ......

Think more about others, not just ignorance and selfishness.

What's wrong with doing your best? It is also good to do more good deeds.

The world just needs a little more warmth like this.

Think more, there will be many beautiful things in the world.

A story about maternal love

At noon one day, a woman who picked up junk sent it to a junk collection station to sell, and then rode back on a tricycle. When she passed an empty alley, a gangster suddenly jumped out of the corner of the alley. The gangster has a knife in his hand. He put it on the woman's chest and fiercely ordered her to hand over all the money. The woman stood there motionless in fright. The gangster began to search. He found a plastic bag in the woman's pocket, which contained a pile of money. The gangster took the stack of money and turned away. At this time, the woman reacted and immediately rushed forward and snatched the plastic bag. The gangster pointed a knife at the woman and threatened to stab her and let her go. Women, on the other hand, hold the bag of money tightly with both hands and never let go. While protecting the bag, the woman desperately called for help, and the cry for help alarmed the residents in the alley. People heard voices and went to catch gangsters together. They took the gangsters and women into the nearby police station, and a policeman received them. At the trial, the gangster confessed to the robbery. And that woman stood there shivering, cold sweat on her face. The policeman comforted her: "You don't have to be afraid." The woman replied, "I am in pain. My finger was broken by him. " When she raised her right hand, people found that the index finger of her right hand was drooping softly. I would rather break my fingers than let go of my wallet, which shows the number and weight of my wallet. The police opened the plastic bag wrapped with banknotes. Suddenly, everyone present was shocked. There is only 8.50 yuan in the bag, all of which are 1 20 cents. For $8.50, a broken finger and a criminal. It's really not worth it. At that time, the whole town was in an uproar.

The police are at a loss: what force is supporting this woman, so that she can't give up this small 8.50 yuan in the pain of broken fingers? He decided to find out the answer. So, after he sent the woman to the hospital for treatment, he followed her in order to find the answer to the question. Surprisingly, the lady picked up the fruit at a fruit stand soon after she left the hospital, and she picked it so carefully. She bought a pear, an apple, an orange, a banana, a cane and a strawberry for 8.50 yuan. She chose every kind of fruit on the fruit stand until she spent 8.50 yuan. The policeman opened his mouth wide in surprise. Save $8.50 at the expense of a finger, in order to buy some fruit to taste?

The woman carried a bag of fruit and went straight to the cemetery in the suburbs outside the city. The police found that the woman had gone to a secluded place where there was a new grave. The woman stood in front of the new grave for a long time, with a pleased smile on her face. Then she leaned her bag against the tombstone and muttered, "Son, mom is sorry." Mom didn't have a skill and couldn't cure your illness, so you died young when you were just 13 years old. Do you remember? When you were leaving, mom asked you what your greatest wish was. You said, I have never eaten whole fruit. If only I could eat delicious fruit. Mom is ashamed of you, even your last wish can't be satisfied. In order to treat you, there is no money to buy fruit at home. But, son, by yesterday, mom finally paid off all the debts she borrowed for your treatment. Mom made another 8.50 yuan today. Son, mother can buy fruit. Look, there are oranges, pears, apples and bananas ... They are all good. All the intact fruits that mom bought for you. They are not bad at all. Mom carefully selected one by one. you

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I. 102 drop of blood

One day, the owner rebuilt the doors and windows in the abandoned attic. Half a month later, he found a dead bird under the windowsill. From the windowsill to the underground, there is 102 drop of blood! I think the bird hit the window. What made the bird despair? The host checked the attic and found a nest of hungry chickens inside. The master understood, because he closed the doors and windows, the mother bird couldn't get in. For its baby, it wants to smash the window with its own body!

2. Blood milk

The young mother was knitting a sweater in a warm home, while gently fiddling with the cradle with her feet, and the children in the cradle fell asleep sweetly. Suddenly an earthquake happened, and mother and son fell into the ruins and darkness together. Fortunately, neither the mother nor the son was injured. The mother held the child tightly in her arms and waited for a day's help. The child ate the last two drops of milk in his mother's breast, and his crying gradually weakened. If not rescued, the child will die of thirst before his mother, and will go to despair, grasping his mother's hand and trying to get food from reinforced concrete. Suddenly, her hand touched the knitting needle and she was ecstatic: the child was saved.

A week later, the mother and son finally saw the light of day again. The child was safe and sound, but the mother closed her eyes forever and turned pale. People were surprised to find that the mother had a small hole in each finger, and the child survived by sucking her blood.

This is a true story, which happened in Tangshan in the earthquake.

3. The love of the mother monkey

In the process of surrounding monkeys, a big female monkey broke through with a little monkey. When the female monkey breaks through, she carries someone else's monkey and holds her own monkey. Run to a dead tree, there is nowhere to escape. A hunter with a gun and another old hunter, two people, aimed at the monkey. Just as she was about to shoot, the mother monkey made a gesture to them, similar to a "pause" gesture. A monkey can make such gestures. What does this monkey do? It nursed its two little monkeys, and the two hunters thought, let it nurse for a while, and let the mother monkey nurse the little monkeys. The little monkey may not be too hungry either, so he stopped eating after a few bites. At this time, the mother monkey picked the dead leaves, squeezed her milk on the leaves, put the leaves where the little monkey could reach, and put a lot of leaves. Finally, the female monkey faced two hunters, covering her face, as if to say, shoot. The two old hunters can no longer lift their guns, because they know that they are not facing animals, but a mother, and the old hunters will never hunt again.

4. Mother and child in the earthquake

An earthquake happened in a city. The rescue work is under intense pressure. Three days later, rescuers vaguely heard "help! Come and save my child! " Looking along the sound, I found it was coming from the ruins. Pulling out the ruins, I found a young mother on all fours, her back hunched, and a baby sleeping in the blocked space below her. Mother kept saying, "Help my child!" Help my baby! "When the rescuers rescued them, the first thing she asked was," How is my child? How is my child? "The medical staff told her:" Your child is fine and there is no danger. "When she heard that her child was safe and not in danger, she relaxed and fainted. The medical staff rushed her to the hospital for emergency treatment.

The reason why the mother can persist until now is because of her strong desire to save the child. Without this belief, she could not have persisted.

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Washing machine

She is an unfortunate woman. On a stormy night, an accident car knocked her off the zebra crossing and escaped in the dark. She is very lucky. The green life channel of traffic accidents made her get the best medical treatment in the first time, and she had no worries about medical expenses. She has been in a coma since she was admitted to the hospital. The doctor said: her brain nerve has been damaged, and she may never wake up. She is pregnant. Because of the need of treatment, we should consider induced labor! When she transferred from neurology to obstetrics and gynecology, the doctor couldn't make up his mind to perform the operation. The fetus in her belly is not only developing normally, but also some vital indicators are higher than those of the fetus in the same period. It is a miracle! ! !

Her life story is also a mystery. Where did she come from? Where are you going? Who did she meet in her hurried journey, who was the father of the child in her womb, and what was the story? As long as she is not awake, she will never know whether his life before the accident was happy or sad.

Time passed day by day in her coma, and finally one day she was pushed into the delivery room, and then the doctor proudly announced that this 5 kg baby boy was extremely healthy! The nurse brought the child to her. They think that although the mother is a vegetable, she should let the mother and son meet. With the baby's instinctive sucking, mother's face appeared all kinds of impulses, and her chest was wet! Milk is secreted bit by bit. From then on, whenever the wet nurse brought the baby to nurse him, she would have this happy expression on her face, and sometimes she would whisper something, just like a happy mother singing to her child.

Three months later, the children were fed in turn, and she finally passed away peacefully. The weight at admission was 12 1 kg, 86 kg postpartum, and only 63 kg before death. She conceived and nurtured the child with her own flesh and blood! I could have left after giving birth, but I was afraid that my child would be lonely and insisted on accompanying him on the road of life for a period of time. Later, we bought her a cheap cemetery without her name and her life. There is only one line on the simple tombstone: a woman shining with maternal love!

Is there a beautiful language that can express maternal love? I don't think so.

Is there a magic ruler to measure maternal love? I don't think so.

I read a newspaper that a massive mudslide destroyed four villages in meigu county, Sichuan Province last June, and instantly swallowed up more than 150 lives. A young mother, although her thigh was crushed by a rock, stood in a waist-deep mudslide for more than four hours with only a few big babies in her hands. She persisted until the early hours of the morning, and when the rescuers came, the baby was unscathed!

Tears ran down my cheeks when I read this report. In the misty eyes, there seems to be a sculpture standing in front of us, surrounded by sacred light, that is our mother! It is the maternal light of Chinese mothers that surrounds her!

I once read an article in Reader magazine: In the "7.3 1" air crash in Nanjing, almost all the passengers on the plane were killed, but a baby girl named Dany miraculously survived. It turned out that at the moment of the plane crash, Dany's mother Gong Hongmei held the child tightly in her arms and blocked the rocky foreign bodies and flames with her body. Gong Hongmei exchanged her own death for the life of Little Dany. The mother held her daughter tightly, and the rescuers made great efforts to save little Dany.

What is maternal love? It seems that from this moment on, I found the answer.