Mother

The weather is still a little cold, the weather is good and bad, a spring snow is as tight as a spring snow. Inadvertently, the spring breeze woke up in sleep to cheer up, and began to push the plate again and again in the silent winter. The air became a little hot and turbulent. The sleeping winter hurriedly looked at the time and found that the sting had passed and the rain was just around the corner. So he moved his stiff legs and feet hurriedly, restrained the giving of snow, and prepared to hurry to let spring stay here. Spring is really busy. She blew the horn, from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, from the hillside to the mountain depression, from the river beach to the stream, from the canyon to the mountain stream, from the plain to the desert, from the forest tip to the heart, so she was bathed in, the spring breeze brings the breath of spring, the fragrance of soil and the warm waves of spring the winter wheat in the wheat field finally couldn’t help stretching out the immature corners from the soil; the newly planted garlic in the garden behind the house did not show weakness to drill out purple seedlings; The infatuated willow beside the river was swinging with yellow branches at this time; The sunny slope, potherb emerged from the ground with a tight heel; In the wilderness, the children shouted loudly like a copper bell! Spring is like a birth woman, as if the nature has thousands of lives overnight. Mother, the sunny spring called the earthly world is on the way now. When you leave, you will arrive at the Spring Festival as scheduled: Peach Blossom, apricot flower, cherry flower, pear flower, lilac, they are the advance troops of Green Hope, driving in courtyards, gardens and mountains; They are the colorfast fairy tales in your daughter’s heart. With them, there is spring, my son still keeps following the steps of happiness on the day you leave. Listen to their immature voices, as if the dandelion in front of your grave is open to the wind quietly telling your hometown dialect! My son walked through the streets of spring, staring at the shadow in a hurry, looking for the sound of heart in the direction of feet. There are a few lines of chivalrous and courageous demeanour when walking in the vigorous steps. Just like what you told us when you were a child, my father traveled to the mountains and mountains with his legs to measure the loneliness of the mountains and mountains. In his heart, it was the concept of our family to eat, wear and warm, the happiness and well-being of a family is the power for him to make a living and walk in the marketplace at all costs of physical strength and energy. The good hope for life makes him proud and full of strength. In this hot land of this world, ordinary days and ordinary lives are staged every day. The children who went to kindergarten went to primary school, while the children who went to primary school went to junior high school and went to college. After graduation, they began to look for jobs and stepped into the ranks of the society, which was a cycle like this. Adults draw the outline of the future from generation to generation. From their back, I can see the unchanging calmness of everlasting ancient times. The persistent power shows the unchanging supporting spirit. Spring goes and spring comes again, and the vicissitudes of autumn are quite gone! Mom, my son misses you and wants to tell you that your daughter is no longer the wild girl who rides a motorcycle and carries her life all day through the streets without fear of the sky. Didn’t you say it was a boy’s business? Today, she still wants to be a man who refuses to admit defeat. She is learning to drive her own van. She thought there was nothing that could not be done, but someone who dared not challenge. A person often fails in his own cowardly heart tactics, rather than in the fact that the fact itself has a narrow choice. Recklessness is certainly not advisable. Wit, boldness and delicate thinking are the best way to grasp opportunities. I am always lucky that I don’t admit defeat. It is because of this that I am very tired and sunny. You can rest assured that this should be the place I am most proud of for you? The giving of well market is not in short supply; The noise of the world is not in short supply. Put aside the coldness of nature and gain a piece of purity; Avoid the entanglement of the world and embrace a piece of belonging. In the spring when you don’t miss your appointment, the market is in order. This is life, probably what you often say about being steadfast?! We work at Sunrise and rest at sunset every day, but compared with your and father’s work at that time, it has greatly shrunk. Sometimes I get up at in the morning and start to work. Sometimes I sleep until and wash slowly. Then I slowly enjoy the time nobody cares about, and then I work spiritually after being lazy for a while. But I am seldom busy until the sunset. It is not that we are lazy, but that your children are more comfortable than your father and you at that time. Open the door bolt of spring, wipe the new green, ya ya Chu, let life love, we all come to your knees in that form, shaking your arms, take your finger and grow up slowly mom, my son misses your warm embrace in mediocrity, leaving your love in dreams. If only you were alive today! Sitting on the warm Kang, don’t worry about the wind and rain. At the age of 77, you shook the Pu Fan to talk to us about your daily life. Listening to the old tune, you asked your grandson to teach you how to use words and sounds to talk to your foreign descendants who were longing for you all the time. But you are gone, and I also told your mother in this way of words that your children are good. Dream is the true mirror image that soul conveys to consciousness through cerebral cortex, so I am very happy to indulge in the dream that appears with you, and also have the opportunity to explain your missing. Flash nine years. Today, the spring breeze is coming again bravely. The sand and dust are flying, the mountains and rivers are recovering, the land is soft, the green is soaring, and the plow passes through the field! Spring rain is coming, machines are coming, the land is wet, and machines are running! They are farming, whistling and Dancing with the spring breeze. The terrible sandstorm can’t hinder the hope of sowing. The hope of life is just like you leave and ask us to stay to complete your earthly growth! Mom, my son misses you, it is another year February 27. I galloped in the wind, with sand and dust everywhere. The yellow sand rolled up and down, and I couldn’t help following. I saw the broken branches, piles of objects falling from the air; I was silent, I was firm, I couldn’t be distracted! Turning, righting the direction and moving forward, I can reach the place I want to go. The weather this spring is really a little bad. On the bumpy way, I feel warm wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket early in the morning, I don’t feel cold wearing a thin shirt at noon. Think about the warm and cold season. Just like today’s society, science and technology are changing with each passing day, productivity is booming, and product upgrading is emerging one after another. The prosperous economic scene really made people happy. New hot goods in the market, necessities for food, clothing, housing and transportation, nutrition for eating, drinking and playing, and ideological products for developing win-win and cutting-edge matching are all available, which makes people overwhelmed. However, due to the shallow knowledge and the lack of polishing, my son still felt inexplicable pressure in this warm and cold season. That is, language can describe the pressure in my heart but cannot be relieved, that is, what modern economy gives me is the impact of others. On the one hand, it is found that more and more products have climbed up to the current market and become the mainstream, which has impacted the format layout of the original products; On the other hand, the common people are like birds of shock, it can’t be followed in the later guarantee that the product can’t be cleaned up after a short stay. Trying to change the existing confusion and find a clear job to do, but it also becomes a difficult thing. Because children increasingly find that their steps are a little slow, and the speed of growing up (or running up) is a little difficult, and their shallow ability is far from controlling the scale of harmony with the world. It is because of the lack of knowledge and the ability that can never keep up with the pace of the times that there is a feeling of inadvisability now. To get rid of this situation, we must hold the stubbornness like the spring breeze now and drive away the entrenched in winter with indomitable momentum. Think about it, the unruly and stubborn temperament in spring really inspires a lot of energy! Walking in the spring breeze, no matter how thick the clothes are, they are no warmer than your bosom, and no matter how cool the wind is, they are no more friendly than your calling. Mother, it’s spring again! Miss mother: I had no sleep last night. Another year is spring grass green! Smelling the spring breeze of February, there is always a little cold in the warmth; The green color, if not, always hopes that disappointment is mixed, joy and loss alternate; The day of February is still so stingy, the wind and snow make my son feel cold and warm! Mom, how are you? In this special season and on this special day, your son once shed tears, shouted hoarse voice, and looked through your often stumbling Road. The pedestrians coming and going are still north and south, only your kind face and warm figure can’t be seen. Eight years is short and long. My son once asked the wind to send us some messages. Maybe you can feel the changes of our life in the few words you sent in the past, what’s the matter with your children? What kind of cars have been added to your family? Whose children have been admitted to college again. Of course, happiness is more than worry! In particular, the living standard is booming. Your grandchildren have grown up one after another. The older one has gone to college or worked, and even the youngest one is in the fourth grade! The poplars standing on both sides of the road gradually became rich and green in the call of spring breeze; The wild geese returning North had already lined up herringbone order; Every household also buckled many small sheds to plant some small dishes one after another; my beloved potted plants also have many flowers, no matter aloe or stars, the fresh and silent cactus also has rare flowers. The Holly you helped me carry grows more prosperous, the tenacious and vigorous plant has become the great shore of love in people’s eyes, which makes me happy. Mom, whenever I see an old man as old as you, I can’t help thinking of you. At that time, although we didn’t let you worry about it, you still thought about your boss and the West family. The path coming and going was full of your stumbling figure, and your nagging advice was always around your ears! How far did we not do at that time? When life lacks your companionship and life has been tempered by twists and turns, it makes children feel how thin they are and how great their mother’s love is, how simple is mother’s nagging, and how much is the teaching of body and mind? Every time I saw your grandson’s school bus go far away in the morning sun, my son can deeply understand your expectation for us at that time; Every time my child comes home happily from school, you can truly realize your delight and busyness at that time; You can experience how hard you work with seven children from serving a child’s daily life; I understand what is the kindness of parents from your bent body! There has been no expression of words for many years, but today I still pick up a pen to turn my missing for you into words, and in the spring breeze, the spring of 2014 is permeating, although my son can’t come to your grave to see you and burn you some paper money, we will still remember you and father in the distance deeply; Although it is another year of spring grass and green, tears of missing swirling in your eyes the wind running outside is your heart wave of thinking about your children, and the wet air is your warm reminder, the low sky explains your expectation of years of silence. The locust tree with branches guarding in front of the door is your vigorous encouragement. In fact, Mom, you have never left this spring, this day is still fresh in my memory, let the wind bring greetings to my son, let the rain bring my son miss you, my son is well here! Snow vanishing in spring of February 27, 2014 Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. 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