Sometimes we live in this world, because we are not alone, so we can't help ourselves, we can't spare and be honest, so we need to lay down goodwill, self-interest, and more for our love. people. – An elderly man with two hoarfrost inscriptions sat alone in a room that was not spacious but could only hear the sound of wind blowing leaves falling. The face of the old man was covered with years of
Remember, when you were still in your mother's stomach, you were very naughty and pregnant with you for ten months. Your mother had not eaten a good meal for eight months. She vomited when she ate, and she was very hard. On the morning of June 12th, 2009, you closed your eyes and cried. I do not know whether it was because of leaving the "greenhouse" for nearly ten months. Were wept and tears, or because we finally came to this long-awaited world and wept, but all care Yours, love you
A letter to my son Meng, my dear son: Hello! In fact, you have been in the army for more than two months. This is the first letter my mother wrote to you. I remembered the day when I was sent to your army. I blurred my eyes and held you in my arms. You squatted in my ear again and again and asked me to take care of your body and give me peace of mind. Then, with your neck and head Go back to the train station; when I see
One person, holding you when you are a baby, no matter how exhausted, is still licking your voice to make you fall asleep and make you stop crying. One person, while in bed in your sleep, worries about you being cold, ignoring your own sleep, and waking up several times every night just to touch the bedding underneath you and see if it is wet. One person, as you grow up, read in you
I gave my husband a carer, Wang Zhiying, for a lifetime. I didn't wait for someone. I didn't wait for my wife. She didn't need it, but I used to be too stupid because she never asked for it. I didn't take care of it. We were married in 1958 and we have been married for 55 years. She had children for me 5 times, but during her confinement I didn't go home and took care of her once, even the children had "
(1) Mothers have always been saving and are always reluctant to put telephones in their hometowns in the countryside. In my mother’s words, the telephone bill is high, and if you do not call, you have to pay the machine fee, which is too wasteful. So, each time you call, you should call your neighbor to call your mother. Then you can hear my mother panting and listening to my phone call. My heart is always hurt and hurt. Determined to give my mother a mobile phone, nothing else, only for the mother
Father likes to build a house. The father built a house more than a strong one! This is well-known in Sanliwu Village. The dialect says: The roots of the villagers are deep under the eaves. It shows the importance of the house for rural people. How many houses his father had built in his lifetime, I am afraid that even he would have to count his fingers carefully. When I was a child, my family was very poor and my parents were in the production team from morning to dark.
My father's love was in the evening. Passing through a video store and the “Father” of the chopsticks brothers I could not help but stop. “Thank you for everything you do to hold our home………” The end of the song is already full of tears. Hey. In the autumn of 1984, I was born in an ordinary family in the rural area of northern Jiangsu. The family lived in peace and happiness. However, in the year I was 8 years old, a sudden turn of events made this dull
Parents are always parents. There is no reason to question that what we once had was all parents, from the days of facing the loess back to the heavens, given in one hand, harsh from the hungry life, food saving, and careful planning, for what, Satisfied with our ability to go to school, to learn knowledge, to be a knowledgeable person, to pin down everything to you in order to make up for the regret of not being able to read a book.
Son, mother missed you! Son, you have grown up and left your mother to save your world for more than three years. But now your mother is still worried about you. Every time you look at you carrying a heavy bag to leave the wicket, your mother always wipes his face and smacks his face. Tears, Mum wants to bring you back. Mum does not want to leave you! Over the past few days, I watched you as a small family member
My father and mother have written many articles and have never been as excited as they are today. In the golden year of my parents' marriage, I didn't have a suitable gift for my daughter. Only in the keystrokes of the keyboard, I recorded their bits and pieces with my true heart. – Inscription My father and mother combined in the 1960s, like most young people of that era
In the mid-Autumn Reunion dinner on August 15th, a family of four gathered together to eat hot pots and hot steamed lamb was put into a bowl. Red wine and drinks were all served together. Together, they clink together to celebrate the 15th month and reunion. Her husband added vegetables in front of the hot pot, and our mother-in-law was in full swing. From time to time, she touched her husband's glass, and encouraged him to eat first. Then he would have a good time to eat.
Wen/Ye is also in his hometown. The children are all told that his grandmother called her grandmother. My child was born and raised in the city. He rarely returned to his hometown. She wouldn’t speak Hakka in her hometown and wouldn’t use the Hakka dialect to call her grandmother. The Mandarin woman's mother speaks the same way as the Hakka dialect. When she calls her grandma, she does not call grandma nor grandmother to call her mother-in-law. Our daughter-in-law usually refers to the mother-in-law's habits as children call. heat
You are the center of circle. I am a place where my father loves to have a radius. There will be warm, bright sunshine. My dear father, many times, my daughter would like to write a letter to you, but I am afraid that the weight of the text can not carry the weight of the father's love, and the fear of swearing up will break the tacit agreement between father and daughter: Love, It is the language that cannot be expressed. But my daughter still wants to quietly tell you where you can't see where
The moment the mother came to this world, who is breast-feeding you, who is changing diapers for you, who is taking care of you, who is afraid of your fever and cold, who is in your bed at night? For a long time, he refused to leave. He was holding you for medical advice and medicine when you were sick. Your every move, every word, all involved the soul of a person. That is your mother. She is your mother,
This is what I happened to see in a book. The author is an American writer, Fu Fuji. Here I would like to share with you the journey of his exclusive: “Dear Daddy,” I wrote, “I want to go home. "I've been thinking of it for a long time, sitting next to the congested highway, and tearing it off. I wrote many times at the beginning of this letter, but I have never really finished it. I want to go home and return to my parents and sister
More than six months have not seen my mother. When I saw her again, it was the Spring Festival. In her memory, she was very diligent and she had a vigorous and resolute feeling. What was most profound was her walking. She walked and I had to trot. From the beginning of writing in elementary school, the most wrote is "My Mother". The ever-changing articles can not be separated from the beginning of a commonplace: my mother is a
I'll be in tears after coming to you as my child. In July, it was unforgettable that the heartbreaking July, unforgettable mother's bed in front and behind me, unforgettable mother's influence and education for me throughout my life, but it is even more difficult to forget the love of our mother and daughter. Because my aunt had no children in my life, my mother always felt sorry for this incident, and it also became my mother's regret for a lifetime. Before the bed, I’m sorry
Every time I return home to rest, the one I want to see the most is my daughter. Some people say that her daughter is a dad's lover for the previous life. I think this may be true. I don't know that I used you for several times to have you, my daughter! I always remember that winter, a very special day on February 29th, in the People's Hospital with your corruption, I also changed from a man to a father. When protect
Every child is an angel, an elves, worthy of our love for life. Inscription One Son, you don't know that the first 72 hours of your arrival in the world brought pain and despair to me and your mother. Until today, my mother and I are not willing to easily touch the undulating past. Son, you don't know, the nurse took the little one out of your mother's body and you didn't cry.