On the fourth day of the twelfth lunar month

Everyone has a mother. She is alive and happy. How sad it is for my mother to leave. When mother is alive, it's simple to sit with her and chat with her if she has nothing to do. If you miss your mother, go and see her. Mom, I can never eat enough, never enough; Mom, I can never think enough.

If you have a mother, you will always be a child. If you have a mother, your family will always be cohesive. A week ago, my mother left, and she left! Left us forever. I used to see that "the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, and the son wants to be filial but not close." This sentence seems to be addressed to others. What does it have to do with himself? Now, my mother is gone, where can I find my mother and where can I be filial? Now I only regret spending too little time with my mother, and even wonder if I am an unfilial son. I always feel that I don't have enough time with my mother.

I burst into tears when I saw the towel my mother used. I covered my face with a towel in my hand and let the tears soak the towel as much as possible, as if my mother's face was stuck to mine. Losing a towel is like losing mom's face. It's heartbreaking, mom! Where are you? I miss you! Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? We can't live without you.

Seeing my mother's used satchel, I rummaged through the small comb inside, gently took out the small mirror lying inside, and took care of myself in Lacrimosa, as if I were with my mother again. My mother loves cleanliness. She is very particular about it. She is over eighty years old, and her hair always needs to be dyed and her hairstyle always needs to be adjusted.

Some people say that people will have a hunch when they die, but I don't think so. My mother was talking to me and died before she knew it. She misses the world very much. The key is to miss his relatives. She won't go. If she knew she was going, she would cry. Don't cry, she really doesn't know where to go.

An hour before my mother died, I asked my mother who I was. She wriggled her lips slightly, and her weak voice was clear, "You are my penis". My daughter said, "Grandma, it's Guoguo". She nodded and smiled. After a short shortness of breath, Niang closed her eyes and quietly left, just like falling asleep.

We're calling, mom … mom … wake up! Wake up! Wake up!

I sobbed, I lost my mother!

Sister sobbed, mother won't wake up! Mother ... my mother! …

Mom's favorite little milk cake, my sister sobbed, mom ... how could you leave without me! mother ...

My brother said that my mother didn't bring a small mobile phone, and my sister said that things with iron should not be put inside. Mother always uses the small mobile phone very freely.

When Niang was alive, she often called her eldest sister in Taiyuan and her second sister at home, and there were always endless words. I am in poor health and always tell my sisters to pay attention to their health. Call the niece of Shangzhuang, there are endless words. Every time I get a call from my child, I always say, don't worry, you have to work, listen to the leaders of the unit, get on well with your comrades, and don't think about your mother. Doing a good job is more important than anything else! Don't worry about mom, mom is fine! She always thinks about this and that, but she doesn't think about herself. She had to endure the severe pain of arthritis.

A few months ago, my mother fantasized that she would leave one day. She said she would leave quietly. After closing your eyes, no one will be disturbed for eight hours She will sleep quietly, tidy up her hometown, and then go back.

She said that after she left, she would not disturb others, toss, origami, steam offerings, invite a troupe, wear heavy filial piety, set up a gift room or accept gifts.

She walked away when she faced her child. Unconsciously, the off-year passed together, but she couldn't wait for the New Year. On the 24th of the twelfth lunar month1:12, she left us forever.

I used to hear that someone died, and I always said that his (her) death was a great loss! Without me, there would be no strong feelings. Now, it's my turn to be heartbroken and deeply feel that my mother's death is a great loss to the whole family!

Only when you have a mother can you have a home, and only when you have a mother can you have confidence. You will always be a small child. Having a mother is the cohesion of brothers and sisters, the spiritual pillar and the true perception of human feelings. How painful it is to miss your mother!

On the fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, it is mother's birthday. Mom said that only you four sisters and eight daughters-in-law have dinner together. Because of the epidemic, there should be no more than ten people. It says, be obedient! The younger generation wanted to spend her birthday with her old man, but everyone knew that she was serious and persistent, so she didn't spend her birthday with her. Who knows that twenty days later, it turned out to be her anniversary. Some regrets can be made up, and some can never be found back.

On Mother's birthday, everyone helped her sit up, set a small table on the bed, put a birthday cake, my sister-in-law and my lover gently inserted candles, and my little sister hung eight red scarves prepared in advance around her neck, posing in different positions, and snuggled up next to her to take pictures. A mother is like a daughter to her daughter-in-law and a son to her son-in-law. Let's sing a birthday song to bless her.

Mother has been ill in bed for a long time and is weak. If she can't blow out the candles, everyone will blow them with her! Mother closed her eyes and made a wish. Although she didn't ask what she wished for, the smile on her face was stiff, revealing her inner satisfaction and joy!

My mother suffered from arthritis for many years, with swollen joints, deformed fingers and inconvenient activities. My sister took my mother's hand, cut the cake piece by piece, and put cake oil on their faces. The whole family was happy. I asked my mother, are you happy? She smiled and said, happy! Happy!

My mother is always optimistic. A few years ago, I celebrated my mother's birthday at my sister's house. My mother bent down and danced the labor dances I learned when I was a child, including hoeing dance, wheat cutting dance and shoulder dancing. She also hummed a ditty from time to time and sang and danced happily in the farmhouse, which amused the whole family, old and young.

When my niece got married, my mother wrote Allegro, recalling the bitterness of the old society, the sweetness of the new society and the goodness of the party, which amazed the relatives and friends present. It turns out that my mother has such a high political consciousness and can speak such fluent dialect Allegro. No matter how bitter she is, she will have fun for her children and grandchildren.

Mother comes from bad karma. Her child lost her father, her middle-aged husband and her grandmother died tragically. She has been suffering from rheumatoid arthritis for decades, and the medicine pot has been soaked for decades. She can afford anything as long as it is conducive to treating diseases. I remember a folk doctor said that anti-venom with bees can cure arthritis. Mom pricked her joints with more than 100 bees. We couldn't stand the swelling around the joints, but she said with a wry smile, Mom is not afraid of pain! In order to cure the disease, mother can bear it!

Mother has been in bed for three years, looking at the ceiling every day. She knows that Linzhou is creating a national civilized city. A few months ago, she stubbornly got up and asked to go to the street. My brother pushed her in a wheelchair and looked at the street rebuilt by Linzhou facade. She said that you should follow the leader well, and Linzhou will become someone I don't know. In those days, she always kept from ear to ear and had long forgotten her illness.

In the production team, she raised pigs collectively and worked hard, and was repeatedly rated as a model worker. Mother is a good tailor and always helps her neighbors sew clothes. On the eve of the Spring Festival, sewing machines clattered all night. I often wake up in the middle of the night and she is still making clothes. She took us to mow the grass, collect dung, push soil, push dung, plane sweet potatoes and shovel dung barefoot in the pigsty, which made us form the habit of loving labor since childhood.

In the early 1980s, after the house was built at home, there was really no food in the rice jar. Mother ran all over the villages around the county to pick up the ears of wheat, which made up for the shortage of food at home. After dad died, life at home became more difficult. Mother and sister with disabled legs sell chrysanthemums and fresh vegetables to others, while their own food pickers struggle to make a living.

Without a father, Niang often told her children that you should live up to expectations and not lose face to your dead father. She didn't show a happy smile until they were all admitted to school, ate commodity food and assigned jobs. But my mother broke down from overwork and suffered from arthritis for decades.

Mother didn't sweet talk or preach too much. She always thinks from other people's perspective. She has been charitable all her life. No matter how poor she is, she can't wait to give all her good things to her neighbors. For this reason, grandma often complains that her mother ignores her family.

Mother is great, and all mothers in the world are great! We are growing day by day. When we reach middle age, adopted children will know how to repay their mother's kindness. When people reach middle age, we will cherish the days and nights with our mothers.

Although she didn't go to school for a few days, she loved studying. If she doesn't know the words, she will look them up in the dictionary. Her little notebook is full of birthdays and times of her children, grandchildren, relatives and friends.

My mother is filial, my grandparents lost their children in old age, and she lost her husband in middle age. Every meal always comes to the old man's face, for decades, without regrets. She inherited the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation for thousands of years. Her words and deeds have infected future generations, and all her children and grandchildren have inherited the principle of putting filial piety first in all virtues.

Mother is diligent, and she is reluctant to spend the money given by her children and grandchildren. She said the funeral would be simple after she left. According to her will, the 10,000 yuan she had prepared in advance was enough for the funeral expenses, and did not add any extra burden to her children and grandchildren.

Mother left, so hastily, so calmly, so calmly, and the children and grandchildren owed her too much to make up for their kindness to her!

If there are gods in heaven, can mothers hear their children and grandchildren calling? If there is heaven, can mothers see the thoughts and sadness of their children and grandchildren? Mother, rest in peace! You will always live in the hearts of your children and grandchildren and all future generations! Just like a few days before her mother left, her four-year-old great-grandson held her hand in front of the bed and said, "old milk, we love you forever!" " "

Both grandchildren are working in other places, and the funeral will take more than half a day. In order to prevent and control the epidemic, it's a pity that they didn't attend grandma's funeral, so they can only pray silently for grandma from the heart!

Many relatives and friends didn't rush to attend Niang's funeral, leaving regrets. Thanks to all the relatives and friends who care about Mom!

Mom, I miss you!

Silver river

2021Feb 14

18:46

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