Parents brought us life and brought us to this world. Only by this point, it is difficult for us to return to our lives. Please take a minute to take a good look at our parents and see the faces of their parents who are dark and kind. It is for the hard work we do. Please take a minute to take a look at your parents' two heads of white hair. It is for us to worry about you. Please take a minute,
Children, you say that mother does not love you, not like you like before, no, no, no! Children, mother love you, forever, forever, mother likes you, forever, forever. You always think that your mother is like you to one-year-old, you call, hold you, kiss you, but you have grown up, and the mother is a purely traditional Chinese woman, I feel that some kind of prostitution is awkward, though mom
Party Yongxin took the wheat harvest last year and had a chance to travel to his hometown in the provincial capital. Then I went back home to see my parents. When my mother heard that I wanted to come back, she was especially happy to buy a lot of dishes early. The countryside was very sultry in June. In the low kitchen of my hometown, my mother used a cauldron to make a big dish, like a juggling act. My mother is 70 years old and her body is very fat. She also suffers from high blood pressure. She usually walks
Wen Cheng / Cheng Qingyi downstairs in a simple room where the father and son lived, this squatter is a temporary building, the moment when it is necessary to tear down, lax windows and doors do not say, the house is very broken, there is no bed, only two Cover the roll. Every time I go home, I have to pass through this simple room. The reason that prompted me to look more often is because of the father and son. During the day, they go to smash children and live here in the evening. The father is forty years old.
As children grow up, they will inevitably encounter various problems. As parents, do not hurry to intervene. You can ask your children eight questions first and listen to what they think. And often do not ask a few questions, things are already very clear and resolved. Parents may wish to try. The first question is: "What happened?" This question seems inconspicuous, but it is very heavy
When we really experienced the vicissitudes of life, when we truly understood the greatness of our parents and we wanted to honor our parents well, maybe they were all old. We wanted to visit famous mountains and rivers, and maybe they could no longer move; we wanted to eat delicacies, perhaps their teeth. It's already gone; I want to chat, maybe their ears are blind. Finally one day, God will quietly take our parents away.
More than 40 years ago, Wang Hongqiong was born in Liangshui Village, Baidi Town, Fengjie County, Sichuan Province. When she was four years old, her parents died one after another, leaving her and her half-year-old brother a crumbling hut. The helpless Wang Hongqiong sibling became an orphan and the production team had to use the public grain to support them. Six months later, under the persuasion of village officials, Wang Hongqiong had to give his younger brother, who was only 1 year old, to others. That one
There is such a man in the world. When you were young, you were afraid of his majesty. When you grew up, you learned him to be calm. His love was deep but he did not ask for a return. You are jealous of him for being jealous of him. You are abusive, he criticizes you, but his love for you never changes. As long as you say a word, he becomes your superman and runner and bodyguard and advisor. God Ma is a cloud, but it is the world’s father
When I was three years old, I thought my mother was really tall. When I was six years old, I thought that my mother was a beautiful woman. When I was nine years old, I didn’t think that people and people in the world were better than my mother. When I was twelve, my mother’s thoughts were in my heart. After he started to fall behind, his temper began to crumble, and I began to talk back to her and talk back to her bad things. Now I, fifteen, have been different from her
I want to tell you that you have to be aware that your parents are really old. The organs have been degraded to take care of others. If you cannot take care of them, please find someone to take care of them and ask you to visit them frequently. Let them feel abandoned. Everyone will be old. Parents are older than us. We need to take care of them in the role of exchange. Only when we have patience can we not complain. when
My mother is a beautiful woman, and she will not hurt her in years. – Inscription far away, I saw her figure. Slightly fat body, standing in the wind. After seeing me, she smiled and waved at me. I do not know why, my heart suddenly appeared a hint of sourness. I forgot how long it took. I didn’t care about that person. It seemed to be a blink of an eye. The young and beautiful figure
– Wrote to my mother more than 30 years ago, you gave me life, ignorance and tranquility in this life, is it only to repay the warmth and kindness you gave me? In this life, I use my footsteps to go through every possibility I can choose in life, but no matter how wandering I am, I am like a kite. My root is in your hands. Your love is in my heart. Divided, who will fertile ground buds?
When I was a kid / You didn't want to grow up / I and your mother were very surprised / Asked / You whispered that Mom and Dad get old / Your answer / I'm so sad / Although I didn't tell you / So small / You're afraid of aging And death/daddy has never known how to talk to you/meaning of human existence/representation of life/death/
Every one of us has a beautiful angel around us. This angel is our biological parents. There is no lack of love or a lack of angels. What we lack is discovery. What is missing is the most beautiful landscape of thanksgiving. A moving story that has happened or is happening. When you are gently crammed into the cradle, the first one that holds you is your parents when you are
Dad is a person who is extremely responsible for the work, but sometimes the family is ignored by him. I didn't see him at all positively before, because he always seldom returned home. Even if he came back, it was often midnight. When I set off in the morning, he was still snoring and I slept when I returned in the evening. Now that the new airport has been expanded, he is not so busy. He always wants to dress with me almost.
If one day, the two people who gave you up have gone, the only person in the world who has the closest blood relationship with you is not. So, children! When you are alive, be good to your parents. Don't let your parents always worry about you. Parents don’t need much money for you. But they need their children to be with them, because their children are the deepest concerns of their parents! If one day, you raise your two
Author: Spring children in these five years, not a day do not miss my children. No matter how hard I try to forget, but always inadvertently touch a certain one, I burst into tears. I like boys. I always think that boys are more lean and better. I like mischievous little boys. I know I am a little little woman. And for this
"The tree wants to move but the wind is blowing, and the child wants to support him and he will not wait." This old saying gradually became the sensation of the moment. However, this sensibility and self-reproach can be avoided, as long as you are willing to take time away from your busy schedule and often come home to see if you are sitting in front of your parents without any words, and your parents' hearts are sweet. Some people think that as long as they buy gifts and supplements for their parents, parents can have health
In my eyes, the mother is not a kind mother, mainly her "grumpy" let me this "after 80" unbearable, we often get a little ear for some trivial ears, but every time I am in my mother "bad temper" The powerful offensive defeated him. Girls love beauty, dare to change their hairstyles, and often "lose money and fold", still time-tested. One day, I braced the "head"
One night, when I was going to go out and sleep, I suddenly missed home and missed my elderly parents thousands of miles away. I dialed the digital to decrypt the thoughts. The father who answered the phone was actually shocked by my late-night call. What happened? I quickly said nothing, just suddenly homesick, want to talk. What to say, deep in the middle of the night, your mother is asleep. Granville? Is it also