There are problems with losing one's mind, washing your face in the morning and forgetting to turn off the tap. The porridge was cooked in a pressure cooker and the porridge became charcoal. The most dangerous time, the pressure cooker exploded and shattered the hood. The news was known to his mother. The mother hurried to the city early in the morning and when she opened the door, she asked: Is it hurt? The mother had only one of his sons and was very fond of childhood. After marrying his wife, the mother always confessed to his wife. He
If you come back, or if you write a penitent letter, maybe he will change his mind. I said coldly. Without saying a word, she put a paper box next to me and then walked out of the room with her face. I opened the lid and contained a large bundle of letters with a rubber band. I took out the letter and read it. Some of the older letters were written to my father, and some letters in recent years were addressed to me. But
I received my father's phone before going to sleep at night. He told me that my uncle was not going to work. Let me hurry back to see him for the last time. I was shocked and asked when my uncle had a recurrence of stomach cancer. A few years ago, the uncle had had an operation. When he discovered it early, he removed two-thirds of his stomach and thought it would be okay. Years later suddenly recurred and spread rapidly. I hurried on the next day
One day, I didn’t want to hear a song “Father” on campus. The father is the ladder to the heavens, the father is the farmer's cow, the father is the mountain behind the baby, and the father is the harbor where the baby seeks to escape, and the lyrics hit my heart, and my footsteps never come again. . Back to the bedroom, I dialed the long-lost call in my home with my heart. My father lost his life. Hour home
When he was a child, the boy’s family was very poor. When he was eating, meals were often not enough to eat, and his mother took the food in his bowl to the children. Mother said, children, eat fast, I am not hungry! Mother's first lie. When a boy grows up, hard-working mothers often spend a rest time on Sundays to fish in the rural river valley of the suburbs to supplement their children with calcium. The fish is delicious and the fish soup is very fresh. When children eat fish, mother
In the early morning of Sunday, someone knocked on the door. When I opened the door, my mother, who had not been seen for many days, came from the country. The mother seemed to have something to do with her heart, but when she saw me, she smiled easily, and then she lowered her head and replaced the heavy cloth on her back. The wife greeted her and greeted her mother: Dad? The mother smiled and said: Downstairs. Father was sucking a bad cigarette on the concrete floor. His old, worn-out bicycle leans
A man who came from a very remote village, worked hard to study and admitted to college. For his tuition fees and living expenses, the parents of the fields went to the sun for a sunrise and the old father's cataract almost couldn't see clearly because he had no money for treatment. He also studied very hard. After graduating, he was admitted to graduate school. Finally, he was admitted to the doctor's degree. The bright prospects are in front of him. Of course, there are excellent men
There is a boy who is dependent on his father and his father and son are especially affectionate. The boy likes football. Although he is often a bench player on the court, his father still does not come to the floor to watch. Every time the game is on the stands for his son. Throughout the middle school period, the boy did not miss a training or competition, but he was still a bench player and his father always encouraged him.
One day in mid-April of 2004, after I got off work, the foreman who never smiled at me first smiled at me. You actually did a good job. You should have greater development! I forced myself, smiled and took over the probationary liquidation form and officially bid farewell to my first job. When I once again stood on the streets of Shenzhen, my mood fell to the extreme. The surrounding lights are riotous
I have been wondering: Would you like to give your father a call or not? The father must not be home. At this time, he may be standing on the scaffolding on the 5th or 8th floor and struggling to throw another brick. When he wipes away the sweat, he is desperately drunk. For more than ten years, people have also been on the 50th, do not know him, but also suffer nothing. But my father is willing and ambitious, at least every time he and I
A mother punished her 5-year-old daughter because she had cut a whole volume of delicate and expensive wrapping paper. It was the kind of rare gold. When I saw her daughter put a gift box wrapped in this roll of wrapping paper under the Christmas tree, and remembered the extremely unstable income of her family, the mother became more angry. Either way, on Christmas morning, the daughter took care of her well wrapped in gold wrapping paper.
My mother, an ordinary, plain Chinese woman in rural areas, like the vast majority of mothers, devoted herself to her children and to this family. She has no bright appearance and no gorgeous speech. She does not know how much she has done and what she has done. More than we can not repay, more to her bleak! The back is no longer straight! Even company
The autumn wind is bleak and the fallen leaves are falling. Tianyin's face was calm and there was a rain just yesterday. At this time, I was walking on the road and I had a feeling of autumn and winter. In the breeze, the yellow-yellow leaves whirl in the arms of the big tree, and the butterfly dances at the end of this season. Intuition told me: Winter is coming soon. I teach in an aristocratic school with a very good environment. The tuition fees paid by children each year are quite similar.
A ruthless misunderstanding, chaotic happiness. When the fate of fate finally opened with the price, it was too late. Accepting her mother-in-law to secure home in his later years, the result has deviated from our original intention. After two years of marriage, the gentleman discussed with me to bring her mother-in-law from the country to her old age. When my husband was very young, my father passed away. He was the only sustenance of her mother-in-law, and she was raised by a mother-in-law to help him grow up.
From her note, Daxie is not like the person in this family. I remember when I saw him for the first time, he had just been sent home by the asylum, and there was not much difference with Huaizi on the street. Grandmother shouted loudly in the room. He whispered silently like a wounded little animal. On a cold day, there was only a tattered, unlined coat. At the entrance, surrounded by a group of good-looking neighbors, pointing at him
On the eve of the school games, my mother came back from Changzhou and said: The backache was terrible, I couldn’t eat the food, and I couldn’t wear the shoes with my swollen feet. I looked at my mother’s pale face because of the pain and I suddenly felt nervous and didn’t know how to comfort my mother. Do not know how to replace her pain, tears could not stop flowing in my heart due to work, let the mother went to the hospital for a check, and I was worried all morning, not a good class. Noon back
In 1960, the mountains were starved to death and the commune organized more than a dozen production teams and surrounded the two hills. They wanted to kill all the monkeys in this area. For nothing else, they had to be in the stomach. Sporadic wild boars and pigtails could not be solved. The problem was that hungry mountain people turned their gaze to groups of monkeys. The trees on both sides of the mountain were almost completely cut. Eventually more than 1,000 people sieged three groups of monkeys on a small hill.
Twenty-three years ago, a young woman fell into our village and unkempt. When she met people, she giggled and she did not shy away from urinating in public. Therefore, the village's widows often spit on the woman, and some of the daughter-in-law also stepped forward and asked her to roll away. But she just didn't go and still giggled around the village. At that time, my father was 35 years old. He worked in a stone yard and was twisted by the machine and left hand.
He never loved her, but spent a lifetime with her. When he was less than an hour, he was famous for his articles. He was light, and Ma Zhengfei was young. The young man's mind flew to the deepest point of the Nine Dragon Clouds. He had married his wife's room for him. She was ugly and she didn't read much books. She used her eyebrows to be low-eyed. At first glance, he looked like a wooden person. Contrary to his identity and public opinion, he cannot give up on her. Apart from marriage, many are
The unrestrained night street, with its sparse and sweltering rain, defoliated and obstinately drifting behind him, as the dim lights drew up my shadow, and the heavy thoughts could not be dispersed for a long time. This is a poor and lonely night. If my mother's shadow follows me, if she is in a decisive way, she will follow me and follow me, and follow me to dream. Always think that the passage of time will make things oblivious, but after 9 years of the mother’s death