are you doing okay? You said, don't let me worry, but I'm still thinking about you. Think about your health and whether you are tired or not. All 60-year-olds are still busy with their children. Are they tired? Is it really tired? Tired, come to my house, take a look at my hard work outside the past 10 years to see if I finally have their own nest. This little nest is also yours because there is no you
Do not understand the love of puppy love, but also the time to touch the color of youth, has been promoted the shuttle bus to unmarried mothers. Fighting with distress while side by side with happiness, you should enjoy a good time and a carefree season, and it will be far from reachable under the care of your children. I cried, I felt pained and regretted, but I couldn't get rid of the bond of responsibility. Since ancient fish and bear's paw can not have both, there is a difference, away from the wonderful outside
Maternal love is an olive. Although the first taste is hard and bitter, it is sweet and long-lasting. Maternal love is an umbrella. Although it is rough and old, it can shade and shelter me from the rain. Maternal love is a silent gaze. Words, but thrilling. – The inscription "There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world. That is the call of the mother." This is a famous saying I like most from childhood to childhood. It speaks my heart, and interprets
A letter from a father to his son Wen Nanhai Xiong Ying: See the letter is good! The parents of the poor world, there are too many words to be father to say to you, but as someone who has come, I know you are too me and your mother, so never said. In my opinion, you are sensible and obedient in your childhood. Now that although you are reading at a military academy, it seems to me that you are still a child after all. Life and social experience are
They said that this life is your watch angel, watching you grow and help you take off. – About my father and mother – Every time I want to write a pen, I have no success. They can't find a suitable word to describe. In my heart, there is always a kind of uniqueness, respectability and naturalness. Only because they are my only father and mother in this life. Their love is deep and heavy. – They used to be handsome and beautiful
In May, when the pomegranate blooms in full bloom, my birthday is here. Pomegranate trees are well-supported and are very common in my hometown. Many families have them. There was a corner in my house's house corner. When I went back and saw it a few years ago, I suddenly felt that it was so short, the trunk was sloppy, and there were not many branches and leaves. It looked listless. This is different from my memories of thirty years ago. In my memory
After the Spring Festival, it was probably the reason that the holiday was overworked. The mother’s leg pain aggravated and looked at her mother’s pain. My wife and I advised her to go to the hospital for an examination. However, my mother was always superstitious and said that she was not out of the fifteenth or the Chinese New Year. It is not good to go to the hospital. Many times I failed to persuade me to accept the mother's temper. This thing also gradually faded after I went to work, just let the wife care more
The arrival of the Labor Day is the most boiling point of the tourist spot. How many people expect, how many people are excited and how many people are nostalgic. In my heart, it is no better than returning to my hometown. In this way, holding on to the family's thoughts, sat down for a hard ride to return to their hometown. Standing on the edge of my hometown and looking at everything in my hometown, I feel at home. See the mountains in my hometown,
In February, it was warm again. On the rugged mountain road of my hometown, I found myself. On the hillside, a few old pine trees stood on their own, with a few messy tombs and bushes. The mountains were empty and hungry crows circled in mid-air. The cold wind blowing in the ravine plunged into the neck and into the bone. I'm looking for, Grandma, which is where you live? Three years, that
Father, rest in peace! Liu Lijuan The 13th lunar month of 2013 will be firmly engraved in my heart on June 23. On this day, my beloved father will always close his eyes and leave his family. When my sister and I rushed home, the village's neighbors were almost full of my yard. I cried and passed through the crowd and I saw four cousins lifting my father from the bed to the living room. I feel like a knife and rush over tightly
Looking into the distance, the kite hugs the blue sky and runs into the dream. After the dream wakes up, the sun goes along with the clouds and enters the past. But you are not there. I can only leave you with a little bit of information on the plug. When you were a complete student, you were rereading when you were not able to read it. You held my hand to teach me the same sentence. You sang the song. Now I sing, without your taste. Always
In life, who is the passing of life? — Inscription – Time slipped from my fingertips, the sudden bad consumption, so that my heart just calm, once again suffered a great pain! – My beloved relatives, suffering from illness, will soon die. The moment I learned of the news, my brain was blank and almost fainted. The painful heart made me dare not believe everything I heard. – Tears
He is the only child in the family, a child in the countryside. After graduating from college, he came to work in a big city. In the old age, he was married and he also had a small family in the city. Perhaps he grew up. He may be busy with work. He rarely has time to go home. Only when he is in the New Year can he come from afar. The city went home to the New Year for a few days. Count the days of your mother’s life these years
You are heaven. I turn around you. I love you. love you. You always put the books on the desk so neatly, the clothes in your closet are hanging so neatly, you always put the shoes in the season in the shoebox, you The shoebox was still neatly placed in the closet. You haven't met for a whole 214 days, but you're still you, and you're still the same. I
I walked with you for 20 years. 20 years is really a long day. From the moment you cry and come to the world to report, I have a brand new role – my sister. When you were a child, you had a pair of shining big eyes. From time to time, you discharged your uncles to meet with the joy of many people. I still remember that the uncle always puts you on his shoulders and straightens the way.
Today is the day of Sunday when the son's troops are allowed to call. In the morning, I turned on my cell phone and missed the bell in the street. I always took a look. After nine o'clock, I was advised to say that if it does not matter, my son must be busy. I will not be on the phone this week. Although I look forward to my heart, I don't want my emotions affecting my son's mood. Because I am a mother! I can't help but tear down my son's phone
Over the past few days, my head has been swirling with a tone: go home, go home, and return home is the best gift; take love home and return home with the best gifts. In dreams, I often go back to the scene at home. I dreamed of a family eating together and working together. Even if I was tired, I felt particularly happy. Speak with my mother on the phone, my mother asked if I was homesick. I suddenly felt like crying. Graduation has two
After the parents divorced, he and his sister followed her mother. The father moved out and left the town with a woman. The mother often sits at home and is mentally embarrassed. His thin body bears the burden of this home. That year, he was thirteen years old and his younger sister was ten years old. That year, his father had also come back to visit him several times. He always said nothing and left his father’s gift outside. His eyes were full of hatred. At that time
Mom and Dad, baby, think of your parents. How are you doing? Every time you call you, it's actually when the baby is tired. But when I heard your warm voice, all my troubles were forgotten, and my mind was full of smiles as you returned home during the New Year. From your words, I feel that the rice in my hometown is ripe. The pigs in my family are long and my brother and sister are at home.
This year, my son graduated from college to apply for teaching at a university. A few days ago, they saw from their school website that the son was rated as an outstanding graduate and won the 2013 Graduate National Award. I really enjoyed my son's growth. Looking back at my son’s growth process, I feel that parents’ behavior and their awareness of things directly affect children. As parents, we have a child’s entire education.