Mom's back.

My mother is a rural woman, 60 years old this year.

I have worked in the city for more than 20 years and met many elderly women around 60 years old. They all seem younger than my mother.

Although the mother looks haggard and old, she is always the youngest and most beautiful in the eyes of her daughter.

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My mother/kloc-married my father at the age of 0/8, and my brother and I were born two years after marriage.

Under the pressure of life, my father worked outside to earn money, and all the heavy manual work of the whole family fell on my mother's shoulders.

But at that time, my mother was still young and full of energy. Busy all day, I don't know what is tired.

With the joint efforts of mom and dad, in a few years, my family also built its own new house, and the days are booming day by day.

Then two younger brothers were born, and mother worked harder than before.

She not only goes up the mountain to cut firewood, but also works in the fields whenever she has time, watering, fertilizing and weeding. I have to take time out to cook for some children who come home from school.

God always cares for those who give their lives!

Thanks to my mother's hard work and careful care, our crops are growing well and the ears of wheat are full. Next year will be a good harvest! At the same time, my brother and I are also very competitive in our studies. My mother smiles from ear to ear every time she sees the report card.

I remember one summer vacation, I helped my mother collect wheat in the field.

It was noon and the sun was burning on me. My delicate skin couldn't help being exposed to the sun, and soon my arm began to be red, itchy, painful and uncomfortable.

Mom saw it and quickly took off her coat and put it on my shoulder.

I looked up and found the dust and sweat on my mother's dark red face flowing down her cheeks to her neck. Her rough hand gently put it on my shoulder, dressed me and said to me, "You see, farm work is not easy. Your health is not as good as when I was young. " You should study hard in the future, or you will be as worthless as me, facing the loess and facing the sky. "

I have a vivid memory of this incident.

Maybe I'm afraid of the sun, maybe I'm more worried that I'm too weak to do farm work. Anyway, the more I study, the harder I work, just to fly out of this mountain and see the outside world. I don't want to "face the loess and face the sky" all my life.

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Where there is a will, there is a way. In those two years, my brother and I were admitted to the university, and my mother was happier than us. I don't get enough of the admission notice every day, and I haven't slept for several days in a row.

In order to provide for my brother and me to go to college, they plan to grow a variety of vegetables. My father taught my mother to look at the scales before, but I didn't expect her to be very savvy and soon learned it.

Dad has been working outside for many years.

Mother reclaimed some wasteland around the house and planted many vegetables.

Every summer, she gets up at dawn every morning and then goes to the garden to pick vegetables.

Bind all kinds of vegetables firmly and put them neatly on the trolley. Take some dry food and water to the market and sell vegetables while shouting.

Usually, before noon, the car full of vegetables is sold out by my mother.

The business of selling vegetables was maintained until my brother and I finished college. Later, because my mother's leg and foot were inconvenient, I gave up.

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After work, my brother and I are not with our parents.

My hometown is engaged in land construction and all fields are planned by the state. Mom has no land and seems to be unemployed.

Her health condition is also deteriorating, and a series of diagnostic terms are written on her medical record: "Hypertension II; Chronic gastritis; Chronic osteoarthritis; Cataract; Sinusitis; Cervical spondylosis. "

Every time I call my mother, she will say that she is fine in all aspects, and will not make us miss them, concentrate on work and tell us to pay attention to our health.

I planned to go home last winter vacation, and I didn't tell my parents about going home before.

I'm afraid my mother will hear that I'm going home, so she must prepare my favorite dishes a few days earlier, specially tidy up a clean room, take out my old underwear, wash it and hang it outside for sterilization.

The worst thing is that I can't sleep at night, because I'm afraid it's not safe for us to take the bus. So when I came home quietly again, my mother saw me, and I was very pleased with the excitement and surprise.

Stay at home every day, and my mother will take out her usual cooking skills for every meal. I hope I can't put all the delicious food she prepared into my stomach in just a few days.

Under the meticulous care of my mother, my weight soared by several pounds in a week.

Every night, she sleeps and chats with me, staying up all night, as if she has endless questions for me. I was so sleepy after midnight that I didn't know when I fell asleep.

I don't know when my mother gets up early in the morning. I just vaguely heard her standing by the bed, calling my birth name, "Qin Zi, have some breakfast before going to bed. An empty stomach is not good for the stomach. "

I suddenly seem to be back to my childhood. "It's so happy to have a mother." I hugged my mother's neck and spoiled.

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This happy day will soon pass, because my holiday is here, and it's time to report for work.

My mother began to pack my luggage, and all the bags, large and small, were full, mostly my favorite things. I won't stop until it's inserted.

I started from the station by car, and the car slowly pulled out of the station.

I walked quickly past my door and looked out through the window. I found my elderly mother looking at the car all the time, looking into the car from time to time. She was looking for me.

Outside the cold car, my mother's gray hair was blown into a mess by the wind, and she became so weak and thin that I couldn't bear to look straight at her rickety back.

Tears suddenly blurred his vision. I bit my lip tightly for fear that my crying would disturb the guests next door. ...

From then on, I was particularly afraid of going to the station to bid farewell to my relatives, because this parting scene made me unforgettable and unforgettable.

Mom! You must be healthy and live safely, so that your daughter can work and study with peace of mind!