Mourn for mom for a hundred days.

Tomorrow is the centenary of my mother's death. One hundred days is only a short moment in the corridor of time and space, but it is an insurmountable boundary between life and death. One hundred days ago, my mother got up in the morning and fed the chickens in the backyard. When she stood up, she suddenly had a cerebral hemorrhage and hurt her head. My mom just left. In the hundred days since mom left, my daughter thought about you all the time. I always burst into tears when I think of you, but there is always the softest place in my heart that I dare not touch. A lot of feelings are piled up in my chest and I can't find an exit. Until now, I dare not watch the topic about mother on TV. I can't let go of the heartbreaking sadness when I think of "Mom is gone" and "I am a person without a mother from now on" ...

In a blink of an eye, you left your daughter for a whole hundred days. Mom, are you okay? Imagine your kind smile, and you can't help crying. Mother died in the same way as her personality: she was the last person in her life to cause trouble to her children and relatives. I never dreamed that my mother would suddenly leave us in this way (my mother had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage). There will never be a chance to be filial in front of my mother's bed, and there will never be a chance to repay my mother's parenting. My heart will be extremely painful. ...

From then on, I knew what eternal pain was. At this moment, my mother has left me for a hundred days, and I know that my mother's figure is drifting away and will never return. However, my mind has not weakened at all. I think of her kindness, her efforts, her sufferings and grievances on earth. I know my heartbreak is just in vain, and tears can't repay my kindness. I know that nothing can repay my mother's biological kindness and upbringing. But I will keep this mother-child complex deep in my heart until I take it to another world and continue it in the next life; I spread my mother's kindness and let her kindness, simplicity and generosity be passed down from generation to generation.

At this moment, a person is sitting quietly in front of the computer, beating my thoughts, and my thoughts are beating my heart. The feeling of helplessness and sadness makes me unable to breathe, damn it! Daughter misses you! I feel so tired without you! I remember that when I was in trouble, I would often coquetry with you and make trouble for no reason. I try to get comfort and strength from you in this way. Mom, do you know I'm thinking about you? I need your shelter, I need your guidance …

Looking at the mother in the sky! I saw the tears of my loving mother, looking at my mother in heaven! I heard my dear mother's exhortation. Mom, I knew you would leave like this. You will still look at us in heaven-care about your children, and your mother's sight will be as long as the road ahead. Mom, we will live forever under your maternal love. .....

My mother is gone, but she loves me forever. I will live in my mother's heart forever. My mother is up there, watching my food, clothing, housing and transportation every day. I know that the heavy bottom of the box is full of tears of my mother's homesickness. Breeze is my mother. She is kissing my cheek. Mom, I know you are always by my side, forever. ......

Mother left, and she devoted her life selflessly. She is sensible, considerate, understanding and forbearing pain, which is worthy of our deep memory as children ... Mother left and went to a little-known distant place called heaven and Elysium. My daughter knelt down and prayed to God to bless her mother and rest in heaven. Daughter, bow down to God and bless mother, happy and healthy in the afterlife! Mom, I have never believed that there is a soul after death, but now, how I wish it were true, how I wish people were dead and just went to another world.

I have seen in the article before that "sons should be filial, and relatives are not there". Although I know the truth, I have no personal experience. Now this kind of regret is also tormenting my heart. If I can do better, if I think more carefully, ... Mom, will you walk more peacefully? More leisurely? Otherwise, you wouldn't have left us at all .....

Tomorrow is the 0/00th anniversary of Mother/KLOC. I only use this essay to comfort her dead mother and place my daughter's grief. I hope that the mother in heaven will no longer suffer from illness and loneliness. I hope my mother can feel her daughter's sadness and yearning, just like tears in her heart. Mom, my daughter really misses you! I can see my mother in my dream tonight! .