1 thought on “Three thousand words about looking for mom”
Bryant
There is a kind of love in the world, the most selfless, and exhaust everything; the greatest, your life must start from here; the most noble, you never need to return to your efforts; Will mix a little bit of defects. This is motherly love. I would like to commemorate the mother I died in this article. ——The Title I is the old child in the family, and the eldest brother of the family is 23 years older than me. Parents have raised six men and women in their lives. In addition to my second brother, we have three men and two men. When my father was 50 years old, his mother was forty -seven years old. They were old and were sick. Mother's constitution is particularly bad. Because of her physical strength, it is difficult to hug me. Later, I heard the adults say that my mother always walked in my armpit and walked. When I just remembered, my mother's waist was bent. I asked her why it was painful. Yes, it was painful. Later, I was sensible, knowing that it was because of the lumbar disc herniation and the hump that was caused by perennial fatigue. M mother is sick all the year round, fatigue and malnutrition make her physique worse and worse, lean bones, she still holds her body every day, and she has to do housework in obscurity. The wrinkles quietly climbed her old face, making her mother's appearance and age and disapproval, and her teeth fell off one by one. I remember that when I was young, I always lay on my mother's back and pulled her white hair. Until one day I couldn't pull it again, because the number of gray hair gradually exceeded the black hair. . My life is very big, and I did not die twice. My elder brother said that when I was a kid, I was very cute. I had a serious illness at the age of two, and I never got fat again. The reason is that I have a big spleen, because I was too young to say that the medical conditions at that time were also poor. It was not how easy it was. Later, an old lady in the neighboring village was cured with a remedy. My mother was kind, knowing the grace, let me call my old lady as a grandma, and often picked up my grandmother home and lived in some days. Grandma is older. His son is not biological. He is a child who succeeds others. He is not filial to his grandma, so grandma is also happy to live in our house. The mother also supports her grandma like her mother. This has been for many years. The summer of the second brother died, the second brother and partners took me to take a bath. After all, they were only a teenager and they were all children. As a result, I forgot me when I walked away and threw it on the edge of the pond. I didn't know how to fell in the water in a confused manner, and was later found to be saved. I I have remembered it very early. In 1974, I was 4 years old, and a biggest thing in our family had a history in my family. The second brother is a pig one after the ten -year, and he is also a pig. At the age of 16. I don't remember his appearance. People say that I am the most like him, and he is the best physique in the four of our brothers. My second brother is "International", a very naughty child. He was very famous. He didn't know him in Sanli and Five Village here, so that when I was older, I went out to play. When I saw it, I asked me if I was an international brother. This is a period of turmoil. The children did not go to school for school, and the teacher didn't care. In fact, the second brother and partners often went out to fight birds and went to the orchard and vegetable garden to steal delicious melon. Fruit pear jujube, they often carry adults to smoke old dry smoke together. My second brother likes me the most. When I go out to play, I often bring me up. Until now, I still remember that he and neighbor partners stole the production team corn stick and came back to cook at the neighbor's house. It was because of their "inferior" that he later made a tragedy that he later broke into the "big disaster". The reason was that the second brother and partners stole the books in the school to roll the old dry cigarettes. At that time, the head teacher of the class was a young man in our village and a full of paste. In fact, this is not a great event. Naughty children can not be avoided, but he comes to our mother every day to find my mother. The mother's personality is very strong, and she is another rural woman who has never read books. Our family has the highest generation in the village. Parents are honest and upright people. They have not made people say a "no" word for a lifetime. My mother felt that her face could not be opened, as if the second brother did something unforgivable, so she put pressure on the second brother. My second brother is also a child with a personality, and his temperament is relatively strong. Later, the second brother died. At that time, I was in front of me, thirty -four years, and I was still vivid at that time at that time. I remembered everything. When my second brother died, he hugged me, and he smiled bitterly. At the age of 16, the same age, a lively life is over, and the whole family is in pain. Nowadays, when the festival is swept, I always take three heads in front of the second brother's grave. Later, my son was big. When I went with me, I also asked my son to give the second uncle hoe. It ’s just that I have never told him these things. I want to wait for him to tell him a little older, let him know that the second uncle did not do anything about ten evils instead of seeking short -sighs. The paste insect is still a full -fledged worm. I did n’t say that he was good in the village. It ’s not that I hated him to say that. Essence I have known him since I was a child. When I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, I read a year with him for a year. Once I deliberately made trouble with my rebellious psychology, I made a meal. Although I don't study much, I still know the principle of paying attention to etiquette, and knowing that "one day as a teacher, a father for life". There are dozens of teachers who have taught me. They used to be good to me and some of them were not good for me. I saw them respectful. This kind of paste was disdainful. since then, the mother suddenly became much old, and the father was a little worried about this matter. During the day, my father and brothers and sisters, go down to the ground, go to school to school, and my mother and my mother at home. Mother often sit on the cymbal and daze, and often absent -minded, when doing a needle thread to make a needle with a lot of needle. The mother was too strong, and she never cried without loud, always crying quietly when no one was. I asked her: Mom, what's wrong with you. She always said nothing. These things, my father and brothers and sisters did not know, even now I didn't tell them, only my mother and I understood in my heart. I was too young and I didn't understand anything. These were slowly realized when I grew up. It lasted for many years, and the mother would be good! Mi people may think that my second brother was forced by my mother. I don't know what my father thought, because when my father died, I was really too small and I didn't know it at all. But from the words and words of the older brother, I felt faintly, at least he thought so. "Tiger poison does not eat a child"! Even if my second brother's death is in my mother, I can deeply understand her. The stress that the mother was affected at that time was conceivable. The mother burn a beautiful fire with one hand, paying attention to the three -mouth fire. It is burning wheat straw under the pot, three grass on the front, and three grass on the opposite side to be cooked, which is good -looking and delicious. The girls here are married, and the maiden family has to burn a few big fire to the man's house. This is a matter of pretending to be a facade, but there are very few people who can burn the fire. So when the Winter Lunar was married, the mother became a celebrity, and the people who did a happy event came to the mother to help. At home, I have never eaten a good fire burned by my mother, because every time my mother burned the fire, it was always bulging on both sides, and the middle was empty. I asked my mother: You are the most famous master in our village. How can you burn the fire? The mother replied: The burning requires hard noodles, the mother is old, and she has no strength to rub the noodles. I asked: So why are you rubbing in other people's house? The mother became angry and scolded: People are a happy event. Isn't it embarrassed to do it? I was scared and quickly closed my mouth. In the years after the elder brother married his sister -in -law, the two sisters also married one after another, leaving only parents, third brothers and me in the family. In the fall of 1982, with the further deepening of the spring breeze of the Third Plenary Session, the production team disbanded under the climate of the rural areas to the household. Because his father was old, he was idle at once, and there was nothing to do, and he was unhappy. In the early morning of the 16th lunar month of that year, his father suddenly died suddenly. The cause of death was an elderly disease such as cerebral hemorrhage or myocardial infarction. This is a disaster that collapsed in our family. That year I was 12 years old and the third brother was 19 years old. The mother was still so strong, and there was no tears that did not fall. Until the father Ling Xun lifted the door, the mother couldn't bear it anymore and yelled to death. The mother has a good reputation in the village and has a high seniority. She is the old ancestor of the surname of Zang in our village. In those days, our family came and went, and the stream was endless. This pillar is gone, and the days still have to live. The mother wiped her tears and led our brother two to live. My mother is too old, and she is no longer an age. My brother is just an older child. I am a confused young man. Therefore, those who are big things at home have to wait for this big child to do. In the second year, I was promoted to junior high school, but I always felt worried and I felt powerless. Since then, I have never listened to a lesson again, and my academic performance has plummeted. Basically, from a top -ranked student to a lower third. In 1985, I was in the third grade. By the eve of New Year's Day in 1986, there was still half a year from graduation from junior high school. I knew that I was hopeless to study. In order to reduce some burdens on my family, I helplessly dropped out of home to work farmers. From then on, I ended my life. As a short student. In the spring of 1986, the eldest brother, my third brother married my three sister -in -law when he was 23 years old. After a while, we have been separated from each other, and the burden of this family will naturally fall on the shoulder of my 16 -year -old man. Since then, I know what it means to support the family. At that time, I went out to do a small job. If I moved to now, I might not have anything, but then I was too young to do anything. Many people have pity me and helped me. I haven't forgotten them until now. There are still many good people in this world! In 1987, I was 17 years old. That winter, the mother was sick, and the urination was not smooth for a few days in a row. I am a 17 -year -old child, without so much carefulness, I feel more helpless and helpless. No way, I finally found two brothers and sent my mother to the hospital. After being diagnosed with a doctor, the mother suffered from cerebral thrombosis. In those days, I accompanied my mother in the hospital every day, and sometimes my brothers and sisters came to replace me. After a few days, the mother's condition has improved. For convenience, we took the mother home to take care of the treatment. At that time, the mother’s constipation and poor urination needed people to help defecation and urine. This kind of thing was quite inconvenient for a boy. The sister -in -law would not do such a thing, so the two sisters shifted from two sisters shifts. Go home to help me serve my mother. At that time, I was convinced that "I married my daughter -in -law and forgot my mother." In the first month of the second year, the mother's condition improved a little. Because the patient is not a job for my boy, it is not convenient for my sisters to run back and forth. I still have to work to make money to support myself, so the elder sister moved my mother home for care. Later, after two months of careful care of the elder sister, the mother's condition improved greatly, and she was able to walk on the street by herself. I am very happy, thinking, as long as my mother is alive, I don't want her to do anything, as long as I go home every day, I can see it. Later, the mother lived in the third brother's house and moved to the second sister's house. Until one day, the mother suddenly couldn't do it. It was already afternoon when she was pulled home. The mother was unconscious. She pulled my hand and wanted to say something, but never said it. Her vicissitudes of her vicissitudes were no longer angry. In this way, the mother always looked at me helplessly, looking at me, her eyes contained in turbid tears. The next day, when the sun rose, the mother left and left without a word, quietly and quietly. When she was leaving, her eyes were open, and her dried eyes were shed with desperate tears, showing regret and helplessness. The adults said that she was relieved to die and died. I cried and cried, but my mother could no longer hear my voice. When my mother came out on the third day, I had no tears. I will never forget that dark day, April 28, 1988. The mother's life is a bumpy life, and she has suffered hardships and has a lot of fate. She worked hard for this family, worked hard and resentful, bowed and exhausted, and died. Without enjoying a day of blessing, poverty and disease have always troubled her. Mother, you brought your child to this world, you broke your heart for me, and you leave this world with regret and concern. You gave birth to me, raised me, but did not let me bring you a chance to enjoy a day. After 20 years, I have never forgotten. Miss you -my great mother.
There is a kind of love in the world, the most selfless, and exhaust everything; the greatest, your life must start from here; the most noble, you never need to return to your efforts; Will mix a little bit of defects. This is motherly love. I would like to commemorate the mother I died in this article. ——The Title
I is the old child in the family, and the eldest brother of the family is 23 years older than me. Parents have raised six men and women in their lives. In addition to my second brother, we have three men and two men. When my father was 50 years old, his mother was forty -seven years old. They were old and were sick. Mother's constitution is particularly bad. Because of her physical strength, it is difficult to hug me. Later, I heard the adults say that my mother always walked in my armpit and walked. When I just remembered, my mother's waist was bent. I asked her why it was painful. Yes, it was painful. Later, I was sensible, knowing that it was because of the lumbar disc herniation and the hump that was caused by perennial fatigue.
M mother is sick all the year round, fatigue and malnutrition make her physique worse and worse, lean bones, she still holds her body every day, and she has to do housework in obscurity. The wrinkles quietly climbed her old face, making her mother's appearance and age and disapproval, and her teeth fell off one by one. I remember that when I was young, I always lay on my mother's back and pulled her white hair. Until one day I couldn't pull it again, because the number of gray hair gradually exceeded the black hair.
. My life is very big, and I did not die twice. My elder brother said that when I was a kid, I was very cute. I had a serious illness at the age of two, and I never got fat again. The reason is that I have a big spleen, because I was too young to say that the medical conditions at that time were also poor. It was not how easy it was. Later, an old lady in the neighboring village was cured with a remedy. My mother was kind, knowing the grace, let me call my old lady as a grandma, and often picked up my grandmother home and lived in some days. Grandma is older. His son is not biological. He is a child who succeeds others. He is not filial to his grandma, so grandma is also happy to live in our house. The mother also supports her grandma like her mother. This has been for many years.
The summer of the second brother died, the second brother and partners took me to take a bath. After all, they were only a teenager and they were all children. As a result, I forgot me when I walked away and threw it on the edge of the pond. I didn't know how to fell in the water in a confused manner, and was later found to be saved.
I I have remembered it very early. In 1974, I was 4 years old, and a biggest thing in our family had a history in my family. The second brother is a pig one after the ten -year, and he is also a pig. At the age of 16. I don't remember his appearance. People say that I am the most like him, and he is the best physique in the four of our brothers. My second brother is "International", a very naughty child. He was very famous. He didn't know him in Sanli and Five Village here, so that when I was older, I went out to play. When I saw it, I asked me if I was an international brother.
This is a period of turmoil. The children did not go to school for school, and the teacher didn't care. In fact, the second brother and partners often went out to fight birds and went to the orchard and vegetable garden to steal delicious melon. Fruit pear jujube, they often carry adults to smoke old dry smoke together. My second brother likes me the most. When I go out to play, I often bring me up. Until now, I still remember that he and neighbor partners stole the production team corn stick and came back to cook at the neighbor's house. It was because of their "inferior" that he later made a tragedy that he later broke into the "big disaster".
The reason was that the second brother and partners stole the books in the school to roll the old dry cigarettes. At that time, the head teacher of the class was a young man in our village and a full of paste. In fact, this is not a great event. Naughty children can not be avoided, but he comes to our mother every day to find my mother. The mother's personality is very strong, and she is another rural woman who has never read books. Our family has the highest generation in the village. Parents are honest and upright people. They have not made people say a "no" word for a lifetime. My mother felt that her face could not be opened, as if the second brother did something unforgivable, so she put pressure on the second brother. My second brother is also a child with a personality, and his temperament is relatively strong. Later, the second brother died. At that time, I was in front of me, thirty -four years, and I was still vivid at that time at that time. I remembered everything. When my second brother died, he hugged me, and he smiled bitterly. At the age of 16, the same age, a lively life is over, and the whole family is in pain.
Nowadays, when the festival is swept, I always take three heads in front of the second brother's grave. Later, my son was big. When I went with me, I also asked my son to give the second uncle hoe. It ’s just that I have never told him these things. I want to wait for him to tell him a little older, let him know that the second uncle did not do anything about ten evils instead of seeking short -sighs.
The paste insect is still a full -fledged worm. I did n’t say that he was good in the village. It ’s not that I hated him to say that. Essence I have known him since I was a child. When I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, I read a year with him for a year. Once I deliberately made trouble with my rebellious psychology, I made a meal. Although I don't study much, I still know the principle of paying attention to etiquette, and knowing that "one day as a teacher, a father for life". There are dozens of teachers who have taught me. They used to be good to me and some of them were not good for me. I saw them respectful. This kind of paste was disdainful.
since then, the mother suddenly became much old, and the father was a little worried about this matter. During the day, my father and brothers and sisters, go down to the ground, go to school to school, and my mother and my mother at home. Mother often sit on the cymbal and daze, and often absent -minded, when doing a needle thread to make a needle with a lot of needle. The mother was too strong, and she never cried without loud, always crying quietly when no one was. I asked her: Mom, what's wrong with you. She always said nothing. These things, my father and brothers and sisters did not know, even now I didn't tell them, only my mother and I understood in my heart. I was too young and I didn't understand anything. These were slowly realized when I grew up. It lasted for many years, and the mother would be good!
Mi people may think that my second brother was forced by my mother. I don't know what my father thought, because when my father died, I was really too small and I didn't know it at all. But from the words and words of the older brother, I felt faintly, at least he thought so. "Tiger poison does not eat a child"! Even if my second brother's death is in my mother, I can deeply understand her. The stress that the mother was affected at that time was conceivable.
The mother burn a beautiful fire with one hand, paying attention to the three -mouth fire. It is burning wheat straw under the pot, three grass on the front, and three grass on the opposite side to be cooked, which is good -looking and delicious. The girls here are married, and the maiden family has to burn a few big fire to the man's house. This is a matter of pretending to be a facade, but there are very few people who can burn the fire. So when the Winter Lunar was married, the mother became a celebrity, and the people who did a happy event came to the mother to help.
At home, I have never eaten a good fire burned by my mother, because every time my mother burned the fire, it was always bulging on both sides, and the middle was empty. I asked my mother: You are the most famous master in our village. How can you burn the fire? The mother replied: The burning requires hard noodles, the mother is old, and she has no strength to rub the noodles. I asked: So why are you rubbing in other people's house? The mother became angry and scolded: People are a happy event. Isn't it embarrassed to do it? I was scared and quickly closed my mouth.
In the years after the elder brother married his sister -in -law, the two sisters also married one after another, leaving only parents, third brothers and me in the family. In the fall of 1982, with the further deepening of the spring breeze of the Third Plenary Session, the production team disbanded under the climate of the rural areas to the household. Because his father was old, he was idle at once, and there was nothing to do, and he was unhappy. In the early morning of the 16th lunar month of that year, his father suddenly died suddenly. The cause of death was an elderly disease such as cerebral hemorrhage or myocardial infarction. This is a disaster that collapsed in our family. That year I was 12 years old and the third brother was 19 years old. The mother was still so strong, and there was no tears that did not fall. Until the father Ling Xun lifted the door, the mother couldn't bear it anymore and yelled to death. The mother has a good reputation in the village and has a high seniority. She is the old ancestor of the surname of Zang in our village. In those days, our family came and went, and the stream was endless.
This pillar is gone, and the days still have to live. The mother wiped her tears and led our brother two to live. My mother is too old, and she is no longer an age. My brother is just an older child. I am a confused young man. Therefore, those who are big things at home have to wait for this big child to do. In the second year, I was promoted to junior high school, but I always felt worried and I felt powerless. Since then, I have never listened to a lesson again, and my academic performance has plummeted. Basically, from a top -ranked student to a lower third. In 1985, I was in the third grade. By the eve of New Year's Day in 1986, there was still half a year from graduation from junior high school. I knew that I was hopeless to study. In order to reduce some burdens on my family, I helplessly dropped out of home to work farmers. From then on, I ended my life. As a short student.
In the spring of 1986, the eldest brother, my third brother married my three sister -in -law when he was 23 years old. After a while, we have been separated from each other, and the burden of this family will naturally fall on the shoulder of my 16 -year -old man. Since then, I know what it means to support the family. At that time, I went out to do a small job. If I moved to now, I might not have anything, but then I was too young to do anything. Many people have pity me and helped me. I haven't forgotten them until now. There are still many good people in this world!
In 1987, I was 17 years old. That winter, the mother was sick, and the urination was not smooth for a few days in a row. I am a 17 -year -old child, without so much carefulness, I feel more helpless and helpless. No way, I finally found two brothers and sent my mother to the hospital. After being diagnosed with a doctor, the mother suffered from cerebral thrombosis. In those days, I accompanied my mother in the hospital every day, and sometimes my brothers and sisters came to replace me. After a few days, the mother's condition has improved. For convenience, we took the mother home to take care of the treatment. At that time, the mother’s constipation and poor urination needed people to help defecation and urine. This kind of thing was quite inconvenient for a boy. The sister -in -law would not do such a thing, so the two sisters shifted from two sisters shifts. Go home to help me serve my mother. At that time, I was convinced that "I married my daughter -in -law and forgot my mother."
In the first month of the second year, the mother's condition improved a little. Because the patient is not a job for my boy, it is not convenient for my sisters to run back and forth. I still have to work to make money to support myself, so the elder sister moved my mother home for care. Later, after two months of careful care of the elder sister, the mother's condition improved greatly, and she was able to walk on the street by herself. I am very happy, thinking, as long as my mother is alive, I don't want her to do anything, as long as I go home every day, I can see it. Later, the mother lived in the third brother's house and moved to the second sister's house. Until one day, the mother suddenly couldn't do it. It was already afternoon when she was pulled home. The mother was unconscious. She pulled my hand and wanted to say something, but never said it. Her vicissitudes of her vicissitudes were no longer angry. In this way, the mother always looked at me helplessly, looking at me, her eyes contained in turbid tears.
The next day, when the sun rose, the mother left and left without a word, quietly and quietly. When she was leaving, her eyes were open, and her dried eyes were shed with desperate tears, showing regret and helplessness. The adults said that she was relieved to die and died. I cried and cried, but my mother could no longer hear my voice. When my mother came out on the third day, I had no tears. I will never forget that dark day, April 28, 1988.
The mother's life is a bumpy life, and she has suffered hardships and has a lot of fate. She worked hard for this family, worked hard and resentful, bowed and exhausted, and died. Without enjoying a day of blessing, poverty and disease have always troubled her. Mother, you brought your child to this world, you broke your heart for me, and you leave this world with regret and concern. You gave birth to me, raised me, but did not let me bring you a chance to enjoy a day. After 20 years, I have never forgotten. Miss you -my great mother.