There is no woman, there is no home", the saying was still firmly believed in me when I was a minor. At that time, when I didn't see my mother for a long time, I was like a lost soul, and I was like a lost soul, and I couldn't sit still. If you still don't see your mother at night, you won't be able to eat sweetly and sleep soundly. In our group of friends, either the mother died young, or the mother remarried, the mess in their home was chilling;Chickens fly eggs, pigs and dogs bark, and noise is commonplace;Dirty clothes and torn pants, burnt forehead, and not eating the right meal is not strange. No matter how diligent his father was, he went out early and returned late to earn work to support his family, and he couldn't take care of the family with many people and miscellaneous animals.
At that time, I was glad that my parents were alive, and I often felt sorry for those who had fathers and mothers.
Therefore, whether it was studying abroad or being a role teacher, I would not hesitate to squeeze the train to go long distances without hesitation to return to my home and my mother's side every winter and summer vacation. When she saw the wandering son returning from afar, her mother was naturally overjoyed. At that time, I always complained about the happy holidays. Whenever I left my mother, my mother was busy boiling eggs for me, boiling peanuts and ...... fruitsAgain and again, I sorted out and arranged the laundry that I had packed. When I left home, I was always told and told to give up, and I was inseparable from each other, and I was always watching my figure to the end.
On that day 10 years ago, the sudden death of my mother became the most unacceptable fact in my life.
After his mother died, his lonely father was taken by his younger brother to the southwest, thousands of miles away. Naturally, I was homeless.
Later, my father was not used to living outside, and he returned to his hometown to live the days of sunrise and sunrise, and returned with his back to the loess day and night, but the home was no longer like the home when his mother was alive, and the chaotic scene was really unbearable.
Later, my brothers and I persuaded my father to come out and live there, and he took turns living among our brothers for a while. Since then, I have hardly been home, firstly because I am busy with work, and secondly, because I have my own small family. In recent years, my father has returned home despite the fuss. One day, the third brother wrote to say that the current home is not what it used to be. Of course, I know that the current home not only does not see the flocks of chickens and ducks, the fat dogs and pigs, and the excitement of the birds in the past, but also has lost the family cohesion that when my mother was alive.
For this reason, I deeply feel that my mother is home. Especially for a wanderer like me who is in a different place and far away from home. When I mentioned my mother at home, my eyes were full of tears!
It has been said that women are the backbone of life. Yes, even if the patrilineal clan unambiguously replaces the matrilineal clan, why don't people see life and family as a piece of the sky supported by the backbone of women?
When the sun sets and the stars rise, in the face of the children who rush to the house, they give sweet smiles and considerate mothers, those mothers who feed pigs, dogs, laundry and oars in the farmhouse, those who have been carrying lights and nights for many years, and it is the mother who lights the cigarettes on the third watch, and those foreign wanderers who are looking and missing their hometown in the busy and idle are not their beloved wives and mothers!
In front of me, my son, who is already in the second grade of elementary school, is returning from school. Or when he came home from playing, he shouted "Mom - even if he sees me at home, he must ask; Dad, where's my mom? After listening to it too much, I really didn't feel a taste in my heart, and an indescribable sense of loss arose. Do you complain about your son's young ignorance, or are you jealous of your wife's infinite strength? However, think about it: isn't this human? How could this not be the case when I was a child?
Are women only the grace and warm feelings that women bring to our world?
Mother should also be a light that illuminates our hearts and a great force for us to make progress in life. Not to mention the vast number of beautiful sentences praising mothers and women throughout the ages, my own personal experience alone is enough to appreciate the strength and charisma of personality as a human mother.
6 May 2001.
In June 2001, **10,000 Powder Incentive Plan, 2nd "Qingyuan**".