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Read the text aloud, understand the author's feelings, and talk about why the author chose the topic of Missing in Autumn.

1, the article is written in the background of "autumn"; ?

2. Autumn is a portrayal of my unfortunate experience and gloomy mood; ?

3. Expressed the author's belief in being physically disabled and determined, and his deep gratitude and nostalgia for his mother.

Miss Autumn is an essay written by China contemporary writer Shi Tiesheng at 198 1. This article tells the story of Shi Tiesheng's memory of his late mother, showing his deep memory of his mother, his endless love for her, his praise of maternal love, his remorse for "the son wants to raise without caring for his parents" and his incomprehension of her mother the year before last, which is very touching. The full text is unremarkable, without careful weaving and carving, but every sentence is full of emotion and every word is like gold.

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The original of Missing in Autumn

My temper became furious after my legs were paralyzed. Looking at the array, I will suddenly smash the glass in front of me; Listening to Li Guyi's sweet singing, I will slam what I have at hand on the surrounding walls. My mother hid out quietly and listened to my movements secretly where I couldn't see them.

When everything was calm again, she came in quietly, her eyes were red and she looked at me. "I heard that the flowers in Beihai are in bloom, so I'll push you for a walk." She always said that. Mother likes flowers, but the flowers she helped plant have died since my leg was paralyzed. "No, I'm not going!" I slapped these damn legs hard and shouted, "How can I live!" " "

My mother jumped on me, grabbed my hand and held back her tears, saying, "We are together, have a good life, have a good life ..."

But I never knew that her illness had reached that stage. Later, my sister told me that her liver often hurts and she can't sleep all night.

That day, I was sitting alone in the house, watching the leaves falling outside the window. Mother came in and stood at the window: "The chrysanthemums in Beihai are in bloom. I'll push you to have a look. " There was a pleading expression on her gaunt face. "When?" "Tomorrow, if you like?" She said.

She was overjoyed by my answer. "Well, tomorrow." I said. She was so happy that she sat down for a while and stood up for a while: "Then you should get ready quickly." "Oh, don't bother? A few steps, what is there to prepare! " She smiled, sat down beside me and said, "After watching the chrysanthemums, let's go to imitation food. When you were a child, you liked pea yellow there.

Remember that time I took you to Beihai? You said Yang Shuhua was a caterpillar, stepping on a foot while running ... "She suddenly stopped talking. She is more sensitive to words like "running" and "stepping" than I am. She went out quietly again.

She went out and never came back.

She was still vomiting blood when the neighbors carried her to the car. I didn't expect her to be so ill. Watching the tricycle go away, I never thought it would be forever.

When the neighbor's boy went to see her behind my back, she was breathing hard, like her hard life. I was told that her last words before she passed out were: "My sick son and my underage daughter ..."

It's autumn again, and my sister pushes me to Beihai to see chrysanthemums. Yellow flowers are elegant, white flowers are noble, purple flowers are warm and deep, and the autumn wind is blooming brilliantly. I know what my mother didn't finish. So is my sister. We are together, we should live a good life. ...