Talking about my mother who wants to die during the New Year

1. It’s just a pity that those shuttlecocks have long since disappeared, leaving only such a dim scene, allowing me to toss and turn with the pain of missing my mother in the years to come.

2. Qingming, on this day, how can I not burst into tears; on this day, I kneel down on my knees, put my hands together, and wish my parents far away a long rest and happiness!

3. In our lives and lives, some people are destined to be very important, and some people are destined to have a very important position in our hearts. I miss my mother and the time I spent with her!

4. I miss my mother. I remember my mother’s loving kindness when I was a child when I celebrated birthdays for my sister and me, and my mother’s tenderness and consideration when she wiped my father’s sweat in the fields.

5. During the days when my mother passed away, what lingered in my mind was Su Shi's poem "A lonely grave thousands of miles away, there is no place to express desolation."

6. The world becomes more colorful because of maternal love. The world has changed, but only maternal love can give us magical power, and the brilliance of maternal love is eternal.

7. As her mother grew older and began to feel that she was no longer able to survive, she told Lin that she must fulfill her responsibilities as a mother. After that, the mother lay down reluctantly.

8. I remember the scene when my mother walked on the muddy dirt road to pick up my sister home in the pouring rain. I remember that my mother shivered with cold while walking around the streets hawking food in the severe cold of minus 30 degrees Celsius. Figure...

9. I held back my tears and lit the manuscript paper on fire, letting all the despair, pain and desolation disappear. There is no need to talk about it anymore. Mom knows that I know, so bury everything in my heart.

10. Mom, the moment you left, did a wisp of your fragrant soul fly back to the hometown where you dreamed of? Has your unfulfilled wish in reality been fulfilled?

11. Looking at the photos of my mother, I sometimes think that youth is really easy to pass away. Suddenly, the years make the face grow old, like grass growing and drying, it is already autumn.

12. In this season, besides missing my mother, what else can I experience? In this kind of memory, besides sadness, what else can I express? In this sad season, I can only talk to you.

13. The first time I faced death was the death of my mother. The second time I faced death was my cousin who died young, and the third time I faced death was my young cousin. I was still young at that time, and the departure of my relatives only gave me temporary sadness and sadness. There were so many wonderful things in life waiting for me, and I would not wallow in pain for a long time.

14. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop; the child wants to be nourished but cannot be kissed. Later, when my mother passed away, I was unable to see my poor mother due to reasons that I never expected and that I was unable to change. This was the greatest pain in my life. Not being able to fulfill the filial piety of a human being for these two old people is a regret that I can never make up for in my life.

15. My love for my son is endless, and I will be happy to return home. The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are freshly inked. When I met, I felt pity for my thin body, and I called my son to ask about my hardships. I feel ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh in the dust.

16. I stared at the darkness with my eyes wide open, until I could only feel my own eyes shining brightly. Fragments of dreams were flying in front of my eyes, but when I thought of catching these fragments of dreams and putting them together into a whole, even the fragments flew to nowhere. All that was left in front of me was my mother's vague face...

17. I stopped chewing, and my eyes became moist. Staring at my mother through tears. Mother is like a marble relief, and her eyes are like those of Saint Mary, forever fixed in the heart of a son.

18. My mother left, and my heart was filled with regret and pain. I felt hopeless that the sky was falling and the earth was falling, I was confused and confused, and I felt desolate that I had nowhere to stay.

19 , as soon as the Qingming Festival comes, I can't help but think of the words of Du Mu, a poet from the Tang Dynasty, "It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to lose their souls." Maybe God, like the mortals in the world, also has to express his grief on this day! The light rain always comes at the right time. The rain casts a light color on the world. This color is gray and dark!

20. Time flies by so fast, and it has been two years since my mother passed away. In my mind, she has never left us. She always seems to be wandering in front of and behind us, always greeting us and nagging us.

My mother spent her last year and a half in a hospital bed. Even though she was ill, she always cared about each of our children, and she always had a lot to worry about for her children.

21. Our longing for our loved ones will never stop, but there are many kinds of missing. Grandma’s pain, mother’s words, my little daughter’s emotions, no matter what, the deceased Our loved ones will always live in our hearts.