In the autumn, a season of hope and good harvest, but it gives people a taste of sadness, is it because, this perfect deep autumn provoked? It seems that the dead leaves that are fair to give this autumn's desolate color and smell are trampled underfoot. People always forget that the leaves once gave the fruit the moisture. I hope you don’t forget this kind of autumn with some coolness
When I was 6 years old, my mother died. I remember clearly that before my mother died, there was a tear in her eyes. The tears were shaking and shimmering in Qiuyang. They were full of care for my dumb father. After the mother left, the burden of life fell on the mute father's shoulders. My father does bean curd every day to maintain the life of our father and son. Every night late at night, in dim light, my father pushed hard
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.
There is such a well-dressed man, he bought a pair of trousers specially for attending the gathering of the old classmates the next day, but who knows when he went to try it on, he found that the trousers were 1 inch long. It was late and the shop had already closed. It was impossible to replace the trousers. However, tomorrow's party must wear it again. In desperation, the man asked his mother to help her change her trousers by an inch.
I only went to the sister's husband's home twice, once when she got married and once when she gave birth. Twenty-five years ago, I used her as a representative of her family to meet her sister. Before I got on the bus, my mother scolded me and I had to remember to steal a wine glass when I had dinner. It was said that this was a blessing. I greedily, see the little blue and white porcelain baubles, made up a pair of strange and lovely, and stole two, but my heart was gone: people packed up
When I first met Liangzi, he was 12 years old and I was 9 years old. He went to the fourth grade and I went to the second grade. His entire body was taller than me, and it was extremely uncomfortable to look dirty. Liangzi Ge shouted at my sister. I did not call his brother. I called his name Li Guoliang or simply called him. In my heart, he was just a homeless person in my family. My father
The second sister is very special in our family. She was the person of our family, but she only stayed at home for 6 years. Six years later, she was led by her uncle and became the daughter of others. The uncle had infertility. He told his father that he wanted one of his children. The father and mother discussed it and agreed. 4 children, big brother, second sister, me and younger brother, two girls and two boys, parents certainly consider one