Help write an article about Tomb-Sweeping Day missing her mother ... Help a 50-year-old woman write an article about her mother who died last year in the simplest language.

My mother left me for almost ten years. Years have diluted many memories, but the memories of her old man's house have increased with the times. How many times have I seen you in my dream-Mother: You are still smiling kindly, still so tirelessly busy, still doing endless housework-our food, clothing, housing and transportation, hunger and cold, self-knowledge, are all in your heart, in your daily life. In my dream, I still enjoyed myself under my knees, but when I woke up, my son often burst into tears.

How many times I can't bear to part with my mother, but once I sit in front of the computer and start writing, I don't know where to start. My mother devoted her life to our family and raised our four children on my father's meager salary. In the early years, you cultivated land on the hillside behind your house; Help others with their children; Washing clothes for others; Sold bean jelly in the market; Pick red glutinous rice, radish and cherry blossoms in the fields that rural farmers have turned over several times; Pick big white stones from the river dam and dig waterlogged materials; Eat cold rice when you are hungry and drink river water when you are thirsty. Once, unruly people not only confiscated your hard-earned little things for a long time, but also forced you to carry a lot of feces. They packed it full, stepped on it with their feet, and someone helped you. Mom, I can't imagine how your disabled body gritted its teeth and persisted! In life, you often starve for us to eat. I remember that we sometimes eat noodles at night, and you always ask us to wait until the noodles are ready. At that time, my son was too young to understand. He always chose the most noodles, the driest bowl and the last bowl was the least noodles, so you used noodle soup to satisfy your hunger. Mom, how much suffering and humiliation you have suffered in the world in order to raise your children! My mother always goes to work the earliest, gets off work the latest, and does the most work, which has won praise from colleagues and leaders. Everyone unanimously elected her as an advanced worker and awarded a porcelain statue of Chairman Mao. Leaders have seen thousands of sons, but this is the only one who has survived so far. Because it proves that you are not only a good mother in our family, but also a good worker who is respected and loved at work. When you tried your best to bring up your children, you should have lived a happier life, got better filial piety from your children and enjoyed more family happiness for future generations, but you died in a hurry. How happy it is to enjoy maternal love in life, but now "the son has to raise and the mother is absent", how can the son express his sadness and pain? "Men don't flick when they have tears" can think of their mothers, but they often let tears flow and can't help it.

In a few days, mom will leave us for the tenth anniversary. 1997 1.2 is an ordinary day, but for us, it is a sad and lonely day, because I was born and raised on this day, and my beloved and kind mother finally couldn't stand the torture of the disease and quietly left us. After my mother was ill for a period of time and the effect of hospitalization was not obvious, I was afraid that this day would come, but I never thought that this day would come so quickly and in such a hurry! I think it must be that my mother couldn't bear to drag us down any more, so she left in such a hurry, but how can you be willing to part with it and how can you leave to respect and love your son? How can you leave your granddaughter without repaying her? Mom, when you just left us, I tried my best to meet you from my dream. I really can't stand the pain of yin and yang, but you didn't even give me a clear dream. I know that my mother made such a painful choice because she was worried that the grief of your son and I would be too harmful to her health. But I believe that my mother's hasty departure has only turned into the brightest star of the Big Dipper in the sky. Whenever night falls, you blink at the world and care about my son's daily life with a loving smile. Every moment, I feel that my mother is still by my side every day.

The night you left was too cold. Mom, no matter how your son hugs you and shakes you, you don't move; No matter how long your son calls, it won't change your reaction. Mom, you know what? At that time, my son looked forward to bringing you back from the hands of death with his hug, his call and his love, just like in previous times, and let us live together forever. But mom, you still went to see it. Your face was so pale and thin, and your son's heart ached. In those days when you were struggling with the disease, you were exhausted by torture, and finally you could no longer struggle and put it down. I know that from now on, there will be no more mother's words around me; There will be no more mother's voice and smile around me; My world has lost a loving look and a beautiful expectation forever; I lost my maternal love forever! How to express the sad mood in words? A thousand words can't tell the pain in my heart. My son can only send you away with tears and comfort your dead soul with tears! Let the tears soothe the pain in my heart, but let the tears fly like rain to express my deep attachment and miss for you.

Miss mother

Mom, your son didn't take good care of you during your illness. It is his incompetence and unfilial, which makes you suffer from illness. Really, mom, I know you want your son to spend more time with you. Although your sick son asked for leave twice to accompany you until he recovered, this time his son foolishly gave the day to work. Because of my son's ignorance, you left me forever with regret, leaving my son with unparalleled sadness and sadness, which made him feel endless thoughts and guilt. I really regret it, which I can't forgive myself all my life!

Mom, you must know that I will come to see you these days. You miss your son. How else can I see you almost every night recently? Now I really believe that Yin and Yang should be reasonable. Your voice and smile have always appeared in my eyes and dreams from time to time these days. You still miss, care and worry about your son. Mother, son, that's it! Mom, I miss you. I often wet my skirt with tears. It's too difficult to see you in the dream at night. I woke up crying and knew it was a dream meeting. I put your photos together after you left. Whenever I miss you at home alone, I take them out and look at them, and the past goes hand in hand:

We used to live in the countryside. Once you saw someone selling sorbet from the city, and you didn't want to spend any money, so you bought us sorbet and put it in a bowl to float in the water tank. When we came back, you happily gave us sorbet, and when you took it out, there was only a wooden stick and half a bowl of sugar water in the bowl. How disappointed you are. But mom, do you know that although my son didn't see the sorbet at that time, the half bowl of sugar water was still sweet in his heart;

Remember to drink a little too much at work and sleep on the sofa when you come back. Although it is the winter of March 9, you get up several times a night and ask if your son is ill. Ask your son if he wants to drink water. Cover your son with a quilt. I know you were thinking about your son that night, and you didn't sleep at all;

My son still remembers that summer, we crossed the Qinling Mountains, collapsed the Jingwei River, crossed the Qinchuan River for 800 miles, and strolled in the 10,000-acre pomegranate garden in Lintong. Look at the army of the king of Qin; Look at the Big Wild Goose Pagoda where Tang Priest lived; Look at the Huaqing Pool where Yang Yuhuan bathes. Drink black rice porridge; Eat mutton and bread in soup; You are so happy! Mom, I wish you would give me another chance to let my son accompany you to Beijing, Shanghai and China!

It was raining in Mao Mao outside the window, and I wrote these words with tears. Mom, this year is almost over and a new year is coming. How are you there? The temperature has dropped again these days. Are you cold? Do you miss your son too? Everything about you is my son's lifelong concern.

Happy New Year, Mom! In your lifetime, your son failed to let you live a happy life. In the afterlife, I want you to be my mother and give my son another chance to be filial for a hundred years! Happy New Year, Mom! May you live a happy and comfortable life in heaven. Let your contribution to us get the due reward.

Happy New Year, Mom! Your love for your son will always be in my heart. Please accept my son's best wishes on the occasion of the new year.

Mom, we will miss you forever!

Your son

28 February 2006 +65438.