Yang Junjie
Time flies, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has been three years since my mother left us. December 6 is the third anniversary of her death. In the past three years, my mother buried the mud under the spring, I sent the world full of snow, Mei Xue with tears in the wind, and the flowers were full of sadness.
The cold wind was bleak, whimpering with the endless sorrow of the children;Liuyun was speechless, taking away our eternal concern. Her mother is an ordinary and ordinary peasant woman, who does not know mathematics, physics and chemistry, and has not studied ABC, but she is indeed a very "cultured" person: reasonable, kind-hearted, optimistic and open-minded, diligent and thrifty. In the plain years, she worked silently day after day, year after year, in the past stretched days, she and her father worked hard together, unswervingly, with hard work to raise our sisters, and with their own words and deeds, subtly cultivated us to grow into talents, and at the same time to her grandchildren also silently paid, earnestly taught. When we are fathers and mothers, we deeply realize how difficult and difficult it is to raise the deepest, most selfless, and greatest nurturing grace, which is full of the infinite love and responsibility of parents. At the same time, he has always been helpful in the village, who has something difficult to say at home, and his mother knows about it, and she is willing to help her.
In her life, she never wanted to celebrate her birthday, she was afraid of troublesome her children, afraid of affecting their respective lives and work, and most afraid of spending their children's money. In 2012, on my mother's 70th birthday, my family and I persuaded her again and again, and my mother finally agreed, and the only time she spent her birthday outside in her life was in a restaurant on Shangliang Street. At the birthday party, I told my relatives and friends that although my mother was an ordinary peasant woman, she was simple, kind, hardworking, generous and selfless, and my mother's words and deeds benefited me for life: my mother's ancient way and warmth cultivated me to be helpful, my mother's simple kindness cultivated me to treat others well, my mother's sincerity and justice cultivated me to be an honest person, and my mother's love and righteousness cultivated my righteousness. Decades of ups and downs, decades of vicissitudes of life, looking at the graying hair of their parents, looking at the wrinkles that climbed on their foreheads, and facing their gradually curved bodies, the heart of being a child is particularly sour, and the gratitude rises spontaneously. It is precisely because of the hard work of our parents that we have a good life today. The suffering of parents, the tiredness of parents, the love of parents, the love of parents, children are difficult to repay for life, the ancients once said that "filial piety is the first", and there is also a thanksgiving story of "crows feeding back, lambs kneeling and breastfeeding" in nature, there is a way that "the grace of dripping water, when the spring reciprocates", not to mention the grace of parents such as rivers, how can it be repaid for a while!
After the birthday party, my mother said: "This time many relatives and friends are too hearted, work is a change of work, love is a change of love, who has something at home in the future, you must help if you know it, and people's hearts are changed." Over the years since, I have always remembered my mother's earnest teachings, and once someone asked me to help with the family's affairs, I enthusiastically took the initiative to be a guest, and even became the manager many times, although I was tired but my heart was happy.
Companionship is the most affectionate confession, and staying together is the warmest promise. My father died early, and in my later years, my mother has been alone in my hometown, living with my other sisters, in comparison, I am the least accompanied by the usual day, several times to pick up the old man to Pingliang, only a few days of small residence she hurried back to her hometown, she said that she is not comfortable living in the city, living in the city, lack of idyllic scenery in summer, and the heat in the heating room in winter is not Xi, so she loves to live in her hometown. After the National Day holiday in 2018, I went from the poverty alleviation point in Jiaojiahui Village, Jingchuan, did not return to Pingliang but returned directly to my hometown, and harvested autumn with the elderly, I posted a "Go Home to Harvest Autumn" in the circle of friends on October 3**Casual feeling: Jin Feng sent cool into the farmhouse, smiling and watching the clouds with the moon, the eyes are full of autumn and the mountains are red, the flowers are fragrant and wonderful, the fragrance is thousands of miles Lingyunfu, and the land of Longyuan is Jinhua, Mo Dao"Long vacations"did not travel, and worked with his mother to be the happiest.
Every Spring Festival, I go back to the countryside for the New Year, although the weather is cold and the weather is not as comfortable as the heating room in the city, but I feel happy with the elderly. Other times, although I return to my hometown as soon as I have time, to visit my mother, but now I think about it is not enough, as a child, accompanying the elderly is a responsibility, but also a kind of filial piety, but also a kind of enjoyment.
The mother is full of affection for her children, she cares about her children and grandchildren, and on rainy days she wonders whether her son is in the rain on the construction site and whether her grandson has returned homeTalk to other relatives who are in trouble and how to help. From the time my child was born, he was brought up by his mother until he went to kindergarten, and the child listened to his mother's teachings from an early age, bathed in her blessings, and was exposed to her wisdom, and his studies were still good. The mother said happily when she talked about these: "How old a person is in a lifetime and how much money he earns is not the most important thing, the main thing is to be healthy and healthy, happy and happy, and train his children to become talents, these are better than anything else, my children and grandchildren are all on the right path and filial piety, I am happy, and I also enjoy the blessings of the dolls."
Mother often goes down to the old village where we have lived for many years, planting some vegetables, the vegetable garden is the field that my mother cultivates, the vegetable garden is the treasure in my mother's heart, the roots and leaves are full of my mother's hope for life and the true love for my children, when I and other children and relatives visit the elderly, my mother has always to bring us the vegetables that I have to do, this spring green autumn red contains a family's happy time.
Every time I go back to my hometown, my mother will take me down to the old courtyard, which is the place where I have lived and Xi since I was a child, and it is also the spiritual residence where I am haunted by my dreams. In the past few days, I went back to my hometown, and came to the old house again, here is the rusty lock of the broken door has not been opened for a long time, the gray brick path is covered with dry moss, the nameless withered grass falls all over the courtyard, a bitterness comes into view, sitting alone in the empty courtyard to drink the wind and cold, facing the empty old house, there is nowhere to talk about the desolation, I deeply feel that my parents are in the hometown when the hometown is the hometown, the parents are gone, and the hometown has gradually become the hometown.
In 2020, my mother had a heart attack with high blood pressure and was admitted to the county hospital, and when I rushed back, I felt very guilty and sad to see my mother lying on the hospital bed and getting thinner. After my mother occasionally came to her senses, she looked at the four of us sisters for a long time, gently touching each of our cheeks one by one, I saw her eyes full of tears, she said: "I may be leaving this time, I love you very much, are you all my baby, I don't feel sorry for my baby now, you all take good care of yourself in the future, and you have to live well."”。My mother's voice was low and intermittent, but that was what she meant, and she also explained some of the aftermath, these words made me speechless and cry first, and I could only listen to the song floating outside the ward: "Abba and Grandma, the Bodhisattva in my heart, the same moon, the same love, accompany me to the end of the world." My father, my mother, the child has endless words in his heart, like stars in the sky, shining on your glorious ...... to meThe music that struck my heart and my mother's last words made me feel painful, and I was speechless with tears in my eyes, and I was speechless when I looked at each other, but I had a thousand tears.
Sadness and tears remember his mother, destroying his liver and bladder. When my mother died, the snow fell, the north wind was bleak, I remembered that I would never see my dear and beloved mother again, I bit the sadness, swallowed the pain, drank a cup of sorrow, but the heart was already sad and drunk, I want to hear the voice full of love and pity "my baby" again, I want to see the countryside that is working tirelessly, I want to hear the ** in the sentence plain but full of affection "Is my baby okay", I want to hear every time I go back to my hometown and just enter the door, my mother's first words" My baby is busy, why did she come back."Although I have already passed the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, in my mother's heart, no matter how old the child is and how far she goes, I will always be a "baby" in her mind.
I don't know how to cherish when I have it, and I feel precious when I lose it. When my mother left us forever, I really felt the cruel reality of "the son wants to raise but does not wait", and sometimes I can't help but think of my mother's voice and smile"The love of the son is endless, and the joy of returning home is the birthday" is your mother's state of mind;"Mother's sorrow, the family misses Qilai" that is your mother's thoughts;"Mother leans on the door of the hall, and does not see daylily flowers" That is your mother's concern;"A mother's heart, only wish to be like a person" is your mother's expectation. Mother is the first parent in the world, maternal love is the first love in the world, the glorious maternal love is forever fixed in the child's heart, that is the Sanchunhui in Meng Jiao's heart, that is the fragrant cloud sideburns in Du Fu's dream, and that is the daylily flower in the pen of Wang Mian
Who reads the west wind is cold alone, and Xiao Xiao Huangye closes the window. Three years after my mother's death, I finally woke up from a big dream: my mother is really gone forever, and we can no longer hear her teachings and see her generous smile. Mom, if there is an afterlife, we still want to be your children, we will wash your cold feet due to illness again, we will comb your gray hair dyed by frost due to the years again, we will once again support you to bask in the warm winter sun, we want to do our filial piety again, so that you can live a long and healthy lifeMy beloved mother, your hard and simple style, helping others, gentle and virtuous person, and thrifty housekeeper will be the most precious treasure of your children's lifeYour love is like spring breeze and rain, forever nourishing our body and mind, and the great and selfless mother's love is like the mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon, and the mighty spirit lasts forever