Memories of Mother (Prose)

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My parents are going back to their hometown. You can keep them, but you insist on leaving. My sister and I are speechless, silently watching my mother pack clothes, listening to her and her father talk without a word, and there is an unspeakable sadness in my heart. My parents are old, my father's legs and feet are not flexible, and my mother's back is hunched a lot. Looking at the deep and shallow wrinkles on their faces, I can't help but sigh: years make people old and years dye their hair.

My parents are both in their seventies. My father can't walk much because of his inconvenient legs and feet. Every time he travels, he takes a crutch and looks at his faltering old father. Tears always come out involuntarily. My mother is better than my father, but she also has many diseases. When my mother was young, she must have been smart and had a good memory. Because even at this age, I can still remember where I put my things. Everything in the cupboard has been rummaged through and can be found. My sister and I sometimes sigh, if we were her age, I'm afraid we would have been demented long ago. Where can we have such memories?

Mother and father are free to fall in love and get married. In their time, few people seemed to need courage. Many peers were ordered by their parents to get married and have children. At that time, my father was a soldier in Jiamusi and Shuangyashan, tall and handsome. My mother is a salesgirl in a supply and marketing department in Shuangyashan. She is slim and beautiful. Perfect looks, love at first sight. Later, my father changed his job and was assigned a job, but he returned to his hometown because he was homesick. Mother also gave up her superior job and resolutely followed her father to worship the spring. Bai Quan was very poor at that time, and his parents started from scratch, and * * * ran a small family together, and their lives were full of flavor. Later, my father became a village cadre and my mother was the director of the Women's Federation. Some big events and small feelings in the village are inseparable from my mother. She is very sociable and arranges things. Once you have your mother's care, everything seems so easy and smooth.

At that time, there were often commune (township) cadres going to the countryside to check the casing, and my home was a food point. Mom has a good cook. Even in those days, she can make people eat delicious food. It seems that ordinary things become very strange when they reach their mother's hands, and they can produce beautiful flowers and fragrant fruits. For example, stewed cabbage with potatoes, mother can make vegetables into dishes, and soup into soup, which tastes excellent. Even now, we all like mom's cooking very much. Every time I go back to my parents' house and eat her cooking for a few days, I gain a few pounds of meat, because I have an appetite when I see a few side dishes on the table, and it is difficult to eat more.

Mom can not only cook, but also let you taste ordinary and extraordinary. Everyone I know admires my mother's thoughts and personality.

At that time, every family was not easy, and life was very tight, especially our family. Because of some special reasons, my father resolutely resigned from the leadership position, and our family moved out of our hometown and came to Linxiang, where we now live. Just arrived here, not to mention the difficulties encountered, the basic life can not be guaranteed. But my parents' natural affinity soon made friends with the local people, and with their help, my family survived many difficulties. Mother has always been eloquent, and many people have something to do, so let mother take the place of the east (help the owner manage affairs). Sometimes I just got back from getting married for my boss and immediately changed to another role in charge of the boss. Because my mother can cook, she always has something to do, such as going home, treating guests and so on. Let her cook. Seeing my mother tired, I tried to persuade her not to do it. My mother always smiles and says, "People believe me, so help me if you can.". To this end, my mother is very popular in the village. My family is big and small, and everyone in the village loves to come and join us.

What the villagers admire most about my mother is that she can provide for our sisters to go to school until graduation under difficult circumstances at home.

I used to be a very shy person, with poor health and good academic performance, but poor psychological quality, very sensitive and unable to withstand the blow. It may be a disease or a teacher's sarcasm. I said I would never go to school again. Mother once hit me with a broom pimple, and I stood at the corner of the kang, not crying or shouting. My mother was very helpless and cried and scolded me severely. I was 18 years old that year, and I was very rebellious. My mother led me to work in the fields, but told me to read books during the break and do the problems at home. Mother is a pupil, but she attaches great importance to her study. I was reluctant at first, but under my mother's repeated nagging, I picked up the textbooks I had learned and didn't learn, and taught myself. During the summer vacation, I suddenly wanted to go to school, but I was afraid to tell my mother, because I said I would never go to school again, so I worked at home. You can't talk now. My sister is a careful person. She told her mother in secret. Her mother was not surprised. She agreed, but her father firmly opposed it. In the eyes of his old man's house, the iron that has been melted down has no promise. Finally, my mother persuaded my father, so I picked up my schoolbag again and started my study career.

Maybe it's my natural intelligence, or my mother's expectant eyes that make me forge ahead. My grades have always been the first. At that time, foreign languages were a big problem for village hat schools. I borrowed a grammar book from my English teacher and took notes while studying. There are actually two thick ones. I know more, and my English scores have been rising. At that time, every family in the countryside was not rich, and they couldn't earn a few centimeters every day when they went to work. My mother scrimped and saved, and ordered me three publications: Composition Newsletter, Middle School Students and Junior Middle School Students' English. Mother's behavior, let alone a special case of a small mountain village, is rare in towns and villages.

I am very grateful to my mother for ordering publications for me, so that I can learn something beyond the mountains. The composition newsletter is a good publication, which seems to publish excellent compositions of national 13 key junior high school students. It is a pleasure to read those words that exude ink fragrance, and I am intoxicated. I did well in the Chinese exam in the senior high school entrance examination, thanks to the great help of that publication. Now I can feel the words, often write poems and articles in newspapers and periodicals, and also benefit from the help and guidance given to me at the beginning of the publication. Junior high school students' English has made great contributions to my English study. The grammar there, the examination and correction of wrong questions and the reading of English articles have made me gain a lot of knowledge. I am very grateful to my mother for everything she has done for me. Her old man let me enjoy many things that children of my age can't.

Whenever I recall that time, I will shed tears unconsciously. My mother gave me too much, but I was still rebellious at that time and didn't know to say thank you in my mother's ear. I'm ashamed to think of it now.

Actually, my mother has done more than that for me. In the year of the senior high school entrance examination, I entered the normal school. After the normal exam, the teacher's class also has an interview and a minor exam. Maybe I'm an introverted child, or I've been in the mountains for a long time, so I'm not suitable to face it alone in the county. I have always liked reading. I don't know what can make me happy except books. I am a nerd. I can't believe I snuck home and didn't attend the interview or the junior exam. My mother found out and told me to go back, but I just refused, saying that I didn't do well in the exam and couldn't get in. Anyway, I just won't go back, and my mother is crying again.

At that time, my family was busy, and my mother couldn't take care of me or really believe me. However, in a few days, the county actually asked me to have a physical examination, and my performance in culture class was dozens of points higher than the admission score. There is a bus service at home once a day. After receiving the notice, my mother and my father discussed it, and my father took me to the village by car with a donkey cart. Just because the physical examination is over doesn't mean it's ok. After all, there is no interview. For this reason, my mother found someone from the county to make up the interview. When my mother came home, she had passed the bus stop. She went to the village by bus and then walked home.

I remember it was very late at that time, and my mother was scurrying on the road under the shade of trees. The leaves are blowing in the evening breeze, which is terrible. After 50 miles of Panshan Highway, my mother came back. Afterwards, my mother said that I was scared at that time, but on second thought, I had to go if I was afraid. It's best to go on boldly. Later, I made up the third subject, passed the normal school smoothly, and graduated and returned to my hometown middle school to teach four years later.

Now every time I think of that scene, I feel ashamed, mom. What can I do to repay you?

When I was at school, my sister also passed the normal school exam, and we studied in the same school for one year. Having two children at home to go to school is really a test for ordinary farmers whose living conditions are not good. In spring, my mother went up the mountain to pick fungus. Whenever it rains, she gets up before dawn, eats a simple meal and goes up the mountain with her neighbors. It's not good to say it's late. In autumn, my mother picks mushrooms. Mom sold the money and let us take it to school. My four-year normal school was earned by my mother so hard. So, after graduation, I can earn a salary. My neighbor said, your mother is not easy, don't forget. Yes, how can I forget my mother's great kindness? It was her old man who gave me life and let me see the beauty of the world; It was her old man who gave her the opportunity to go to school that made her work like this and made her life happier and more exciting.

Mom is really a great person. She not only gave us maternal love, but also devoted all her love to the next generation. My daughter grew up in her mother's arms. It is said that parents have the responsibility and obligation to raise their children, but where is the obligation to look after the next generation for their children? Because my husband and I go to work and my daughter is unattended, it is difficult for her to coax. There is always a "program", either crying or making trouble. I often jump on the ground with it on my back. Sing a lullaby every time you sleep, and clap your hands to fall asleep. When the child was four months old, the mother took the eldest nephew to my house to take care of the child, because the eldest nephew's child also needed the mother's care. Mother rides home at noon every Saturday and comes back at noon next Monday. It is always wrapped in a small bag and brings a lot of food to my family. After the child's life is over, the mother takes the child home to take care of it.

The child lived in his mother's house for four years. In the past four years, his parents have suffered a lot and are also very hard. However, the mother never talks about her hard work and holds the child in her hand for fear of losing something. Right now, I'm taking the kids to my mom's house. Neighbors said that my daughter was so difficult to coax in those days that she let her mother walk on her back in the street on a hot day, or she would cry. When it rains, you should go outside with an umbrella, and then she giggled. Because of this, the relationship between children and mothers is very good. Every time we go to see her, she smiles at us and sits in her mother's arms while eating.

Mother once said with emotion: people have good children, but they don't seem to belong to their own home, and they don't look for their parents at all. Sometimes when the child takes a nap, the mother will visit the neighbor's house. The child woke up and even cried for grandma. We couldn't coax her, so my father had to go to the neighbor's house and call her back. I can't get it back for several years. Children regard grandma's house as their home and become real guests at home.

Today, my parents came to my house, and my daughters took good care of them and gave them all good things. Chat with old people and play poker when you are free. I'm glad to see my daughter like this. After all, my parents didn't love her for nothing. My daughter likes to eat the rice cooked by her mother. Every time my mother lives in my house, she cooks and cooks good food for us.

Now my mother is over 70 years old and in good spirits. It's just that my teeth are a little bad, so I need to chew slowly when I eat. Whenever children come back for reunion, they will happily stretch their wrinkles, as if celebrating the New Year.

Looking back on these years, I am very grateful to my mother for everything she has done for me. She can handle every turning point in my life and help me through many difficult years. Mom, how can I repay you for all you have done for me?

Mother, you are the ferry of my life, where my boat of life begins to sail; In your place, my tired body and mind have a rest. Mom, you are the love of my life and I will always be grateful. I hope you and your father will be happier and healthier in their later years!

Written in 2008

This article is the original bagpipes of Wen Yuan. Welcome to pay attention and take you to learn!