Pray for the original text of "Motherly love is a pair of shoes"

Motherly love is a pair of shoes sitting beside my mother, chatting with the elderly, and once she looked at my hypothesis: "Alas, how can it be so big? At that time, it was only a little bit, more than an inch long, pink and plump, which really made people love. I cut it with a handkerchief, sewed a pair of soft shoes and put them on your feet. " When my mother said "at that time", it was actually more than 5 years ago, but listen to that tone, it seems to be yesterday. Of course, I can't remember that pair of shoes made of handkerchiefs.

I remember putting on my shoes. I'm old enough to run around. What impressed me the most was a pair of tiger shoes, made of black cloth. The red cloth was attached to the mouth, nose and eyes, and it was embroidered with yellow thread. There is a tiger beard with a yellow line stretched around his mouth, and there are tiger teeth with white cloth rolled in his mouth. From a distance, a tiger looks alive. I love to wear those shoes. Every time my neighbors come to play, they always cock their tiger shoes and say, "Bite! Bite! " The neighbor deliberately pretended to be scared, burying his face in his hands and even saying, "I'm so scared!" " Then, there was a laugh, which was the prelude. The main play was that everyone gathered around happily and said something about their parents.

when I wear tiger-headed shoes, my childhood will be over. Until primary school and middle school, my mother made shoes. I go to primary school, and I have to walk four or five miles every day. In junior high school, I went to a town 2 miles away. Run 2 miles home on Saturday afternoon and 2 miles to school on Sunday afternoon. At that time, the traffic was inconvenient, and people came and went by their legs. When I was a teenager, the most expensive thing was shoes, and I had to break a pair in almost two months.

Mom said, "It's just like eating shoes. They break down so quickly." In my memory, my mother always holds a pair of soles in her hands. Sometimes, when I open my eyes in the middle of the night, I see that my mother is still putting a needle under the oil lamp to accept her shoes. Hemp rope flickers under the flickering light, and with the needle of the shoe, it passes through both sides of the sole, making a swish sound. Every time I take three or four courses, my mother will rub a needle in her hair. At that time, I secretly made up my mind to study hard, earn money to buy shoes in the future, and don't let my mother stay up all night with the lights on. My mother often says, "Son, grow up quickly. It's a small matter to earn money or not. It's good to marry a daughter-in-law to make shoes for you and replace your mother." So I've known since I was a child, why marry a wife? Make shoes!

Mom doesn't use my feet, and the shoes she makes always fit her feet, so she doesn't pinch, squeeze or hurt her feet when walking. I still have no corns or pads on my feet. When I was a soldier, I walked 1 or 8 a day. My feet were not painful or sour, thanks to my mother's shoes.

I'm a sophomore wearing the last pair of shoes made by my mother. My mother made a pair of new cloth shoes with the face of "Chongfuni" and gave them to me at school, and asked me to try them on in front of my classmates. I took a few steps to put it on, which was good. The students all laughed. My mother's smile solidified, and my mother looked at me, then glanced at my classmates' feet and said nothing. After that, she would give me money to buy shoes no matter how tight she was.

In the blink of an eye, decades have passed, and I am old, not to mention my mother. Once I said, "Mom, make me another pair of cloth shoes." The old man stared at me for half a ring and said, "You are talking nonsense! You can't see the needle, but you can't pull the thread. Making shoes is hard work! When I was young, I didn't care. At that time, I made shoes for your father and son to wear every night. In order to pull the line and rope, this palm has a deep groove, which has not been flat for decades. "

When I heard this, my eyes were hazy. In the gloom, my mother's figure holding her shoes under the oil lamp was clearly visible. I clearly saw the hemp rope flashing under the flickering light and heard the whooshing sound of the hemp rope passing through the sole.

1. The clue of this paper is that the narrative order of flashback is adopted in this paper.

2. The article wrote four things to show maternal love, please summarize the other three things. When I was a baby, my mother made me "soft shoes". ② When I was a child, my mother made "tiger shoes" for me. ③ When I was a teenager, my mother took shoes under the lamp for me. ④ When I was in college, my mother changed from making shoes for me to buying shoes for me.

7. What expressions were used in the two underlined places? Please talk about its expressive function and effect.

Describe the function and effect: show the ingenuity, fatigue and hardship of the mother.

8. According to the context, taste the following two sentences and answer the questions in brackets. (1) Why can my mother make shoes that "always fit" without using my feet? A: My mother has been making shoes for me, and she is familiar with my feet, which shows her endless love for her son. From that time on, no matter how tight she was, she would give me money to buy shoes. Why do you have to buy shoes for me even when money is tight? A: I am afraid that "I" will lose face in front of my classmates, and safeguarding my self-esteem is also a reflection of my mother's love for my son.