“It's unfathomable, but it's slow to blame; but that person has never returned from heartlessly…” 壹 她 | Her name is Azu, also called Yue Zeng. She was married to Yue Zifu at the age of seventeen and escaped into the city to escape from the wilderness at the age of eighteen. She waited for him in the village, took care of her parents, and served for the elderly. This waited for her whole life, from the bean maiden to the white hair. Frost waited until his bones returned to his hometown and his lifelong life.
Mother has left us for more than six years. In the past six years, I have always remembered my mother’s teachings in addition to the tears of sadness and yearning. Mother’s teachings are the most direct, pure, most intimate and intimate teachings in the world. After five years of schooling, my mother, as a rural woman, is also a culture in a village of nearly 2000 people.
The night is long. From midnight to midnight, from dawn to dawn, I can always hear a long, depressing sigh. The familiar and sad voice never seemed to have broken off since I was 13 years old. Time passes very quickly。 For a long time, I spent 29 years from a hungry baby to a baby in the arms.
Nanqiao community "the most beautiful family" Zhang Lizhi: Responsibility and responsibility to interpret human love
In the Nanqiao community of Danang Town, there is such a family of four. Her husband has been lying in bed for a long time. The mother and her mother are weak and fragile. Four 昀 昀 昀 醯 醯 眯 眯 眯 眯 眯 眯 眯 眯 眯 眯 眯 眯 眯 募 募 募 募 涣诶锎 涣诶锎 涣诶锎 涣诶锎 涣诶锎 涣诶锎 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄 厄
As the saying goes: "Junior couples are old friends." Before and every day with his wife, disapproved. Since my husband returned to the Mainland in mid-October 2001, I was left alone and alone at home. I was very cherished and nostalgic for "old company". I feel that this word "with" has a very different meaning. His wife is half of my life, and even half of life. She is not around, I always feel empty in my heart
Grandpa said that everyone will become stars after death and fly to the sky to guard their closest relatives. The inscription The grandfather left. When he left, his most beloved grandson and granddaughter were not there! Grandpa is gone. When he is gone, his most loved grandson and granddaughter are not around him! Grandpa is gone. I just got out of the car on the day he left.
There is no time in the hobby. I like to listen to Wang Unye telling me stories. Everything is okay. The grandfather tells me a story. Every time, Uncle Wang says to me, Obediently finishes the assignment and tells you, I have to go. Writing homework can be written in a crooked way. Sometimes one of the pencils breaks and has to call my mother to cut me well. I have written several times and my work has been finished. I quickly went to find the king
The first thing to note is that this article was written not to discuss the right and wrong of the stepmother but to use it to warn others. In 2000, although grandparents and grandfathers were opposed, the father and mother were still divorced. That year I was seventeen and I was in high school. They all told me that the first floor is the mother's and the second floor is the father's. I was naive to think that my mother would live with me. Since the second year of high school
Today is Mother's Day. As soon as I got up early, I rode my bicycle to Southwind Plaza to interview news about Mother's Day. When I walked to the performance venue of the old wind opera troupe of Nanfeng Square, I unexpectedly met Comrade Zhang Caifeng who had not seen it for 30 years. Zhang Caifeng, former director of the Liberation Road Saving Office of the Yuncheng Sub-branch of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, was a mother of filial piety discovered by the Municipal Party Committee Propaganda Department 30 years ago.
On the eve of the "May 1st" of 2001, my wife and I returned home to visit relatives and feel the sincere, pure and warm affection. Just off the train, her daughter and son-in-law took a small grandson and drove to pick us up. After a long absence to meet again, I am particularly affectionate. When I ask this question along the way, I have endless words. When she enters her daughter’s house and puts down her luggage, her daughter delivers the food she has already prepared. I am embarrassed to say, “Dad, Mom, Ping
It is said that the daughter is the mother's intimate jacket. But one day, the little jacket was to be led by a man who had known for several years. At that moment, the mother’s heart was not only helpless, but also lost, in addition to the great sadness. The girl she had been hard-working for more than two decades would have to follow another man to another place to live another completely different life. Since then to the mother
Maternal love is the sail that inspires us to dare to take the wind and waves. Maternal love is the light that guides us to dare to face the darkness and march forward; motherly love is the pine on the cliff, straight and proud, reshaping the shape of the wind, which is a kind of fortitude; motherly love is ten thousand The rooted grass, the green and the spirit in the Buddhist temple reflect the meaning of life. This is a kind of strength. Also on Mother's Day, I see all the friends in the game screen, and about the mother's sympathy.
Yesterday in WeChat with the good middle school students not seen for many years to contact, after hot chat, she asked me, your parents are all good, I said it is good, she returned a sentence, the mother is very good, and then gently said, tomorrow is mother’s day, do not forget. You know, I said, I don’t know how it is blurred. She said her mother was gone, and when mom was there, she was always self willed.
Dear mother: For so many years, there have been many words in the bottom of my heart. I don't know where to begin. It happens to be Mother's Day today (May 13, 2018). I can tell you here. I know: in your heart You hope that I can live in a safe and stable life, with healthy and healthy companions; you hope that I can work happily and happily grow up; but you know? I am not now
How familiar the voice, how many years of wind and rain accompany me; never need to remember, will never forget. There are no lands and no lands, no lands and no homes; no home, no you, no you, no me. I think many people are no strangers to these words because they come from a very famous song. This song once was so popular in all parts of the country that it fired all over the country. That's right, this
Sweet dream God gave him an apple, like a child's black pupil gift. The clouds that float in the sky are your companionship when you are lonely. The rain falling down is nourishing your dew. I, my mother, look at you on the occasion of the Qi. In the eyes of lawlessness. Gone with the wind, floated into my dream. Flash into your heart. There is something fun to do. Please tell me about it. have what
The Mother's Feelings of Love/Zhang Pan's mother is an authentic peasant who has worked all his life in the fields. She is full of deep feelings for the land in her hometown and has never been able to give up. The mother is old and his body is not as good as before. His brother decided to take her to the town to take care of her.
There is one of the most beautiful women in the world. She has one of the most beautiful names called Mom.
There is a person who fell in love with you from the moment you were born. From wherever you are, you become the concern of her life. This person, she is in your heart the most beautiful woman in the world, she has One of the most beautiful names is mother! Remember, when you were still lying, you nestled in your mother's arms. At that time your mother's embrace was your entire world. Before you went to bed every night, you only listened.
My mother is a hard-working and plain rural woman. Since she was married to her father’s home at the age of 18, she worked hard and worked hard day and night. Her filial love for parents, diligence, self-reliance, self-reliance, and solidarity with her neighbors are all qualities that accompany the growth of children and children. One hundred filial piety is the first. My father ranks fifth among his brothers and is the youngest son of his grandmother. Before his father was married, his father
“Mother’s Pole Bear” Mother's Day is coming. I wanted to make a few beautiful words. I don’t know why the pole bears would jump out of my mind. But once I jump out, there are a lot of shadows and one by one in my mind. The shoulder seems to be It also records history, records the development of society, and of course records the story of my family. In my childhood memories, my family had this kind of pole stalk, a bamboo that was soaked in seawater.