I only heard that the ** of "My Father and My Mother" has a wordless shock, and I only heard that the film of "My Father and My Mother" is tear-jerking. The days of fireworks were so busy that I didn't have the time to witness the deep artistic conception of those video works. On January 27, 2024, at the end of the semester, I will come to the scene in the name of research to feel the spiritual power that I have heard for a long time and will never forget. In the laughter of the children, the bus arrived safely at the ancient town of Yanshen, which was full of kiln fires.
We take the students into the clean and chic exhibition hall. The first thing that catches your eye is two kind and simple old men**, and in the touching accompanying text, a heart-shaking feeling arises spontaneously. We follow the lens of the author, Mr. Jiao Bo, to feel the spiritual power that ** brings us. What is shown is a simple life and a prelude to life.
Every time I leave home, I always don't let my mother send it, and my mother also promised not to send it, but when I arrived at the head of the village, I turned around suddenly, and my mother followed behind... This highly infectious accompanying text interprets the mother's reluctant eyes and the worried inner world of her mother. The picture at this time is very much like half of my life. The strings of time are turned back to that unforgettable childhood. I was born in Chishang Town, a charming village surrounded by mountains and rivers with beautiful scenery, and I was frail and sickly in my childhood, often with fever and cough, so injections and infusions became commonplace. At that time, although I was thin and weak, I was strong in my heart. I remember it was a summer morning, it was drizzling, and I had to go to school after the infusion. Because my home is some distance from school, my mother insisted on sending me, but I wouldn't let me. I walked far away with my mother's handmade flower schoolbag, and suddenly looked back and saw my mother still standing in the rain waving to me.
Gradually, I learned to ride a bike. When I entered high school, I was far away from home, so I chose to live on campus. Because I had a week on campus, my mother always made my favorite pancake rolls in advance, which were evenly sprinkled with fragrant sesame peanuts, and carefully prepared some of my favorite vegetables and canned hawthorn. Every time I went back to school, my mother always carried a package full of all kinds of food to the village, and watched my bicycle drive out of her sight.
Time is always running out, and in the blink of an eye, I have entered middle age. My parents also bought a house in the city. Although the transportation is easier, I go home less often. Often, my dad called, and I realized that I hadn't taken the initiative to contact them for many days, and I felt guilty. Although I have a family, every time I go back, my parents still prepare large bags and small bags in advance and fill my carriage. Whenever I left, the car had gone away, and I saw through the window that my parents were no longer upright in the distance, my nose was sore, and I burst into tears...
Teacher, come here, let's take a picture together", the student's shout pulled back my thoughts. After taking a group photo, I continued to walk forward, and everywhere I went, I seemed to be drawn by an invisible family affection. Under the lens, those meaningful moments have formed wonderful stories, which have been interpreted and told.
In Mr. Jiao Bo's eyes, the father and mother are close to each other, support each other, respect each other, and are statues in the hearts of children. The bits and pieces of those lives constitute the ordinary and great life of my father's mother. Look, an emotional power rises in the chest. An artistic charm with a long aftertaste ripples in my heart. **Revealing a strong and warm emotion, it brings us reflection, dreams, and wishes. This ** is a representative of the lives of thousands of parents in the world, and it is also an emotional bond for thousands of children to their parents.
As Mr. Jiao Bo said: "With the aura of my father and mother, I have inherited the grace of my father and mother, and I have achieved great success in my career. I also want to say: "The years of love have never grown old, and each other's hearts have grown together." Thanks to my parents and my parents, it is their majestic love that allows me to work hard to be myself in the noise of the world. "Falling leaves return to the roots, is a warm harbor, it can shelter the wind, it can block the rain, in the passage of time, let us deeply remember the warm smiles of our parents, the white temples and earnest advice, let love slowly precipitate in the years.
About author] Wang Qin is a senior teacher, excellent teaching teacher, and a member of the presidium of the New Era Literary Artists Association. Education and teaching** won the first prize in the competition in publications such as "Shandong Education" and "Boshan Teaching and Research". The essay "The First Time" won the first prize of the "Xingyuan Wenbao" Cup Competition. A number of essays and essays were sent in the local *** to send love to flowers and plants, love life, and record the ordinary sun and moon in an affectionate way.
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