A prose about spending time with my daughter to see a doctor

1. Holding a lamp for my daughter in the dark night

The north wind roared in the air mixed with snowflakes, and the coldness violently stimulated the earth. I never believe in the ruthlessness of fate. Are things really so cruel? Does fate really not favor poor people? I thought I was strong, but I was completely defeated by fate.

My daughter, who had always been healthy, suddenly fell ill. I took my daughter to several cities and finally came to Tianjin Hospital. These days are the darkest days for me. A sudden blow knocked a mother to pieces. Looking at her daughter's increasingly thin cheeks, listening to her daughter moaning in pain, thinking about how her daughter has been tortured by the disease these days. Painful, my heart is broken. At this time, I deeply realized what "the heart-to-heart connection between mother and child" is, and what the pain of thousands of arrows piercing the heart is.

My daughter, you are my eldest daughter and the first call to my mother. You have grown up now. You are so well-behaved and sensible. You are so pure and innocent. Your younger brothers and sisters are still young. , you are my mother’s spiritual support and my mother’s entire sky. From the moment you came into the world, my mother firmly believed that you were happy and that you should have a good destiny. You were like a ray of colorful sunshine, growing up into a graceful girl under the love of your parents. I never dreamed that you would The disease will mercilessly cling to my daughter. I wish all the misfortunes would be transferred to my mother, so don't hurt my innocent and poor child.

In such a big city, my mother sat alone and helpless at the door of the hospital. Tears had drowned my hope again and again. I think about the torture my daughter suffered from today’s examination. I think about my daughter suffering in the ward. The heartbreaking pain is also tormenting my fragile mother. My baby, the doctor won’t let relatives wait by the hospital bed, mother. My heart always follows you, my baby, you must not be lonely, you must endure the pain. Mom believes that my strong daughter will definitely go through this gray life journey.

Today’s night is desolate and cold. I stood in a strange street and burst into tears. I deeply condemned my incompetence in my heart. Why do I let women experience such pain? My daughter, do you blame your mother? My mother has abandoned her self-esteem and everything and prayed to the doctor again and again, daughter, we will get through this ordeal without any danger, but the torture my daughter suffered is a scar that my mother will never forget. My baby, I know you will spend these twelve hours tonight like a year, and your mother will accompany you silently and spend it together.

The most difficult thing in the world to let go of is maternal love. I will pick up the scattered strength, accompany my daughter through the illness tenaciously, and give her a bright smile.

My baby, your mother will always be your light in the dark. I believe that my daughter’s life will always be smooth and bright.

My baby, my mother used the hotel computer to write down the dark years and remember the unforgettable sadness.

2. The hope of life

The years have passed, the fate has twists and turns, the days of flowers blooming and withering have deeply engraved the ups and downs of life in the face, the world is flashy and ups and downs, and the situation is warm and cold. There is no permanent warmth or coldness, but my daughter's smile is as soft as water and as bright as a rose.

It has been almost a month since I came to Tianjin. My daughter’s condition is becoming more and more optimistic step by step, and my heart is also much happier. I am thinking that the process of turning a chrysalis into a butterfly is painful. Maybe after this disaster, my daughter will become the most beautiful butterfly and have a real life after successful transformation.

Daughter, we have been fighting the disease for nearly a month since we came out on November 28th. I didn’t expect that my thin daughter would be so tenacious. You endured all kinds of things silently without saying a word. Examination and surgery. My daughter, my mother knows that you are the embodiment of good fortune. You have been kind, lovely, gentle and pure since you were a child. God not only gave my daughter a beautiful face and a smart mind, but also gave you a pure, gentle and kind heart, and a rose-like smile. It also gave your mother happiness and joy. In her eyes, you are the most beautiful angel. , is my favorite and most precious rose.

My baby girl, whenever you are sleeping soundly, your pink face is still as cute and delicate as a baby. I clearly remember how proud and proud I was when you called "Mom" for the first time. The sweet call was just like yesterday, and the chubby little face was still swaying in front of my mother's eyes. I still remember clearly that my daughter started walking no longer relying on any assistance at one year and one month ago. On that day, you were wearing a pink cotton-padded jacket and kept spinning around the room, giggling with your red face. Yes, we didn’t have cameras at that time. How I wish I could capture this beautiful moment, my daughter! Looking into your sleeping eyes, the childhood scenes are vivid in my mind. She is deeply engraved in my mother's mind, longer and more clearly than the camera can preserve.

Daughter! You said you were my mother's little cotton-padded jacket, and I said: "My daughter is my little naughty girl and my life. I remember that every time my mother was wronged, she was always the first to call her daughter. On the phone, she cried like a My daughter comforted my mother gently until she was happy. Afterwards, you laughed at my mother as if she was a useless child. We hugged each other and laughed so hard that we were so happy. I have become more and more dependent on you, and you have become the most important page in my mother's life.

My dear daughter, you have inherited your mother's tenacity in your bone marrow. I believe that any germs in your daughter's blood will retreat. Without a trace. Late at night, my mother used the computer in the neighboring room to turn her fingers around and record her daughter's joys and sufferings. Your name was always calling in my heart, and the words turned into thousands of blessings, embedded in it. My daughter's happy life.

My dear baby, God bless you and give you the warmest relatives. It is precisely because of the careful care of so many relatives that you can survive your illness more smoothly. Mom is grateful to them and will always be grateful...

Year after year, the years fly by, and the Spring Festival will be in one month. The red roses are full of brilliant atmosphere, and every time Each petal is just like the rose-like smile of my daughter. My dear baby, you are as clear as a butterfly and as clear as a flower. In a few days, you will be able to carry the fragrance of roses and embark on your way home with a smile.

3. Warmth in the world

After a summer rain, the air became fresh and cool. I stood on the balcony, greedily breathing in the fresh air and exhaling the sultry heat in my internal organs. I felt much refreshed.

The cool breeze after the rain caressed people's cheeks softly. Compared with the heat of the past few days, I felt much happier, so I felt a little urge to write something. .

The children have returned home after their college entrance examinations, and the dining table is no longer empty, and I seem busier. After all, children are children. If you don’t talk about some household chores, they will not be able to see them. My son can only carry the garbage bag downstairs; my little daughter, who loves to show off, carries the dishes and chopsticks into the sink quickly. I have to run the washed dishes through water again. Haha, children sometimes can’t rinse the dishwashing liquid cleanly. In addition to exercising, the eldest daughter can also take time to clean up the house. In short, the children are at home. Although it is sometimes noisy, every corner of the house is still full of children's laughter.

I don't know. Unconsciously, the Dragon Boat Festival has entered thousands of households again. Some blessing messages are full of sincerity, especially the doctors who are guiding my daughter’s recovery. They also sent messages of greetings to my daughter and me.

Message from Director Li:

The Dragon Boat Festival is here. I wish you and your family a happy Dragon Boat Festival, and I wish your children good health and eternal self-confidence. No road can stop people, as long as you have a strong heart. Heart, firm perseverance, everything will become weak.

A message from Director Ye:

I wish the whole family a happy Dragon Boat Festival. I think I have learned a lot from you. I hope to be like you, a strong, optimistic, capable and kind person. Mother, there is always more sweetness than bitterness in life. Let’s cheer for our children together!

A message from Director Zhao:

Always care about your children. Persistence is victory. You are a role model for mothers and our role model. Under your careful care, your children will be healthy and healthy. Even more beautiful than ever, I wish the whole family a happy Dragon Boat Festival!

Messages from far away are filled with greetings and blessings for the children. In this busy time, we lack the close contact between people, and we also lack some understanding and warmth.

I remember reading an article on "Laughter from the Production Team". People at that time were poor and backward, but they established deep friendships by getting along day and night. They lived a simple and happy life. I think that as long as we have the mentality of "giving roses to others and leaving lingering fragrance in our hands", our hearts will become more tolerant and look back with more smiles.

The arrival of some information disrupted the plot I wanted to write.

Recently, some trivial matters in business and life have made me confused and at a loss. Since my child became ill, my business has been in a sluggish state, and my home and family have been in a state of disarray. Once I clean up my home and get my business back on track, my mind will gradually become clearer.

It’s been a long time since I visited my friends’ space to greet them, and I’m not in the mood to enter the literary club. As an administrator, I am really incompetent. After careful consideration, I decided to resign from the literary group position to the president. My youngest daughter needed help with her homework, her life needed to be taken care of, and my business couldn't afford to be delayed.

I once thought that one cannot live without faith and support. The desire for literature has always been the dream I have pursued throughout my life. My infatuation with words makes me intoxicated. When I walked into the literary club, all the chores were forgotten. As long as I read those charming words, I was no longer punctual when cooking, sometimes I was absent-minded when tutoring my children, and I was even more careless about business. Thinking about it carefully, maybe in my current position, I can't have too many distractions. Hobbies can never be the theme of life, because people still have to dress and eat. Only with a stable career can we further realize our spiritual dreams.

Friends of the literary club, we know each other, miss each other, respect and cherish each other. Thank you for reading and commenting together with passion, which makes my pale days colorful.

Friends are trees, shoulders to lean on when you are tired!

Friends are fire, a furnace that can warm you when you are frozen!

Four, we have to start again

Some melancholy songs always emphasize people's worries more. They all say: "Three years after landing, it is good, but moving forward will be miserable." That's right! Life is really not easy. We do not have the luxury of living for thousands of years. We only hope that our short life can make us live smoothly, so that our short life can live healthily for 180 years. Don't let the flower buds be hit by violent storms and suffer from illness when they first bloom.

It has been a month since I returned home with my daughter. Due to many things to deal with, it was time for my daughter to return to the hospital, but she has been unable to leave. In recent days, my heart has been as impetuous as grass. First, I am worried about my daughter in the city who is greedy for playing and forgets to exercise. Second, the days of going back to recover have passed and I have been unable to leave. I can't express my impatience.

When I am lonely and confused, I always like to tap my heart on the keyboard alone. Being in the hospital for more than half a year made me more low-key and more aware of the harshness of the world. An ordinary citizen, looking for help for everything in a big city. They all say: "It is difficult to seek help from others, but it is difficult to reach the sky." I have also taught my children, and I have also written the motto "It is better to ask for help from others than to ask for yourself. Only by enduring hardship can you become a master of others." As long as I try my best to do what I can, I will never ask for help easily. Since my daughter fell ill, in order to help her get better as soon as possible, I experienced the hardship of asking for help for the first time. Everything must be done based on people's faces, and all the tears must be swallowed. "Dignity" sometimes seems fragile in the face of helplessness. Get up...

The sound of raindrops carries some lingering memories from the past.

Winding paths, solitary steps, and flowery umbrellas are intoxicating images in the eyes of many people. And I like to walk slowly in the rain, not because I am pursuing a romance in the rain. Only when I walk alone in the drizzle can I feel that I am still a living person and can I feel my own existence. I like the light rain to wet my cheeks, and I like to pour my grievances into the rain. The rain can wrap up people's difficulties. Only tears in the rain can no one know.

I admire the culture of some Westerners. They live truly and sincerely. We Orientals always put face first in life, and hypocrisy cannot extricate itself from the infancy of face. We are busy in our lives, but who of us has really lived for ourselves? Whether your marriage is harmonious or not? Whether you are interested in the job or not? We all have to be like walking zombies. Some worldly things make us lose our whole day. What do we never strive for for ourselves? What have we accomplished in our short life?

Once a person is shackled by the world, it is difficult to have freedom. Because of the burden on your shoulders, even if you hold the key to the lock in your hand, you no longer have the courage to open it. This may be the sorrow of the world!

In the long world, the road of life is like a winding path in the fields. It has gone through wind and rain, thousands of twists and turns, but it always stretches forward, full of hopes and dreams; human life, after experiencing the catastrophe of life and death, Like a colorful butterfly emerging from a cocoon, I hope that after my daughter undergoes transformation, her future life will be smooth, colorful, and beautiful.

At night, I like to go for a walk alone in the fields to the west. The cool wind blows my hair. I always want to make myself feel happy, but I still have so many thoughts that I can’t tell. Lonely, melancholy, and desolate? Looking at the lights of thousands of houses, I feel like a superfluous person from an alien planet. At this time, I often feel hesitant, lost, and speechless.

People’s moods always go up and down in stages. When you are in a bad mood, everything you look at is gray. When your soul is full of frustrations and clouds are gathering, I always advise myself to look at the sunshine more. Something to neutralize the drowning mood. Life has its ups and downs, its ups and downs, its bitterness and its sweetness. Perhaps only by firm belief and walking through the thorny road can we find a smooth road.

There are thousands of roads in life. How many forks do we need to make choices? How many people have no choice but to bow their heads and give up? The light wind is dancing the wings of the soul. In the deserted night, I can see all the stars in the sky. I am lonely. I am alone, my eyes are focused on the distant night sky. I can't see the site of love, I can't see the edge of life. Without a blueprint for the future, all you will see is helplessness...

Everyone's future is an uncertain number of days, and no one knows what will happen tomorrow. Human life is sometimes strong and invincible, and sometimes it is fragile and vulnerable. Just like a daughter, a beautiful flower is blooming with the charm of youth. Suddenly, it falls into the abyss without warning. The flower falls and its branches are damaged, and she is sad. I can only take care of it patiently and watch it sprout, repair and bloom again.

I will leave with my daughter on the 15th to continue the rehabilitation guidance in Beijing. Some people say that I am a strong mother, a great mother. I think I just did my part as a mother. My daughter is in her prime and her life has just begun. I will do my best to make her return to her original state.

It’s time to set off again. It’s a sad day to leave home, leaving behind work and worries!

It’s time to set off again, and the days away from home are always long, so helpless! So lonely!

As we set out on our journey, we can only use a heavy pen to draw the curve of hope and wish my daughter a healthy return.