Arriving home at the end of the year

[Qing] Jiang Shiquan

He loves his son endlessly and is happy to be home.

A cold coat has a dense needle and thread, but a letter from home has a new ink mark.

I feel pity and thin when I meet you, and I ask you questions.

I feel ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.

A mother's love for her children is endless. How happy my mother is when I get home during the Spring Festival! She is sewing a cotton-padded coat for me, and the needle and thread are sewn tightly. The letter I sent home has just arrived, and the ink is still fresh. As soon as I met my mother, she fondly said that I had lost weight and repeatedly asked me if I was suffering outside. I bowed my head in shame and dared not tell her about my wandering situation.

During Labor Day, I went back to play for two days on holiday, and brought some clothes back to throw them at home. Before leaving, my mother sewed up the buttons of those clothes and asked me to bring them back.

since I was a child, my mother has changed my clothes everywhere, so I can't use needle and thread now. It was under the meticulous care of my mother that I … grew into a giant baby.

11.

Before I was five years old, I was fostered in my hometown, my parents worked in the town, and my grandmother carried me behind my back to work in the fields. When there is no class, my parents will walk six miles to visit me in my hometown. When my mother comes, I will break away from my grandmother's arms and suck my mother's breast milk. After I have eaten enough, I will fall asleep sweetly. Regardless of my mother's tears of remorse for not being with me.

Grandma said that I was very good. When I was a child, I didn't drink milk powder. I only drank my mother's milk. When I was fed milk powder, I cried. Everyone was weaned at the age of one, and I was weaned at the age of three. I suddenly felt a sense of guilt, thinking that it might be the reason for my mother's small breasts.

when I was four years old, I rolled around in the fields with my friends who were several years older than me in the yard every day, so I was dirty every day. When my mother came to see me, she shed tears again, blaming my grandmother for only doing farm work and leaving me alone in the country.

Grandma looked at me with an angry face, and I looked at Grandma with a silly smile.

12.

Five years old is the age of the first grade. I went to live with my parents in a small town. There are no fields and hills in the town. I only play with my classmates at the door. Every time I eat, my mother will come to me, pat off the mud on my hands, face and body, and take me home for dinner.

I asked my mother, "I just heard an elder sister say that others are perverts. Mom, what is a pervert?"

Mom said, "A pervert is a big wolf dog with a tail. You must stay away when you see it, you know?"

I nodded heavily, remembering the big German shepherd with a tail raised in my hometown. "Ah, grandma raised a pervert."

13.

In the fifth grade, I had my darkest and sweetest memories, and the darkness was all taught by my mother. When the class composition wrote "My mother", my mother insisted on reading my composition in front of the whole class. I clung to my notebook and said "My mother is a big idiot …" and didn't show it to her. She grabbed the book, glanced at it, and threw it to me coldly. I felt that I didn't win the book, and I was greatly humiliated. After class, I cried on my desk ... < P > The sweet thing is that on my tenth birthday, my family gave me a big banquet, invited many people and sat at many tables. My mother bought me a big cake, which was the first time I saw such a big cake. I cut it into pieces and put it in the refrigerator for three days.

When I was a child, in my eyes, my mother was both a strict teacher and a loving mother. She sometimes looked at me with good eyes, bought me favorite things and fun toys, and whispered softly. Sometimes he is fierce to me, and I am absolutely not allowed to make principled mistakes, such as borrowing money from others or stealing things from adults.

The best thing is that my mother occasionally takes me to play games on the computer.

14.

In the sixth grade, I bid farewell to my former classmates and went to study in the city, so that I could be admitted to the junior high school in the city. My parents haven't bought a house in the city yet, and my cousin and I live in my grandmother's house.

Maybe it's the zodiac sign. My cousin and I often quarrel. The most serious one is that we got into a fight and I slammed the door and tried to run away from home. In the evening, I was found, and my mother gave me a good beating: "I told you to be angry with my grandmother. You see that my grandmother was so worried that you cried. How dare you run away from home? I'll skin you next time ..."

I cried and shouted, and I hated my mother to death. When I was sleeping at night, my mother touched the place where I was beaten and told me earnestly: "Now we live in your uncle's house, so we can't be so willful as in your own house. When you quarrel with your cousin, you should let her be more tolerant. She is your sister."

I lay on my side in the quilt, trying to cry. The first time I knew what it was like to be dependent on others, it was very uncomfortable. My mother knew that I was being grumpy and ignored her. She sighed and thought it was uncomfortable when she hit me.

at the age of 15.15, my parents followed me to the school when I took the physical education test in the senior high school entrance examination, and watched me take the 811-meter shot put long jump. I was very proud that no other children were accompanied by my parents. In the classroom, my classmates whispered to me, "Your parents are so young, and your mother is really beautiful and your father is very handsome." At the end, I added "more handsome than my father".

I am very happy and proud to hear my classmates praise my parents and feel like I have toys that no one else has.

but I didn't tell my parents when I went back, for fear that they would be proud. At that time, my heart was a little selfish, my parents were mine, and I was the only one who was proud.

16.

My cousin asked me to visit Guangdong in the summer vacation of my senior year, but my mother always insisted on not letting me go, saying that the outside world was chaotic, for fear that I might encounter danger, and they would not be able to find me if I lost it.

I always feel that my parents can stand tall and shelter me from the wind and rain. They are all I rely on, so I have always been a very safe person. My parents are here and my home is here.

but that time I really wanted to go out and see the outside world, so I went to Guangdong without telling my mother, and worked in my cousin's factory for a month, but it seemed like a year.

knowing the hard work of making money, I began to understand that it is not easy for my parents. Since I was a child, I spent all my food and clothing on my mother's money, and I asked her for tuition and living expenses. At that time, I suddenly felt that it was not easy for me to grow up as a mother.

Every mother is a superwoman, who can guard her children's growth.

17.

In the college entrance examination, I once again entered the examination room accompanied by my parents. At that time, I didn't want to think about anything. Leave the exam to God.

Three months before the college entrance examination, I was very anxious. My mother waited for me to sleep with me every night after reviewing. I often looked back after 12 o'clock. My mother was so sleepy at the head of the bed that I was angry: "You can sleep if you want, so don't wait for me".

after the college entrance examination, I was very nervous, and I could only get two ordinary books in my normal study. My mother was also very happy, because she had been worried about my abnormal study, and I felt humiliated, but I worked so hard but got nothing. Before that, my parents will try their best to satisfy me and let me study better and grow better.

I still haven't become their pride, but parents never stop loving their children.

18.

At the age of 19, I seldom go home to visit in college. My mother often calls me to ask me about my college life and if there are any happy things I can share with her. I say no, and then I listen to her repeating those words: "Take care of yourself in college, exercise more, buy whatever you want, girls don't save, and buy new clothes when it's time ...". I really want to save money. I only cook vegetarian dishes, and I haven't bought any new clothes. I spend all the rest of my money on books and attending remedial classes. My living expenses are less than those in high school. I said, "Don't worry, mom, I'm fine."

I used to be impatient with my mother's nagging, but now I listen quietly, knowing that she misses me very much, and the only hope is to talk to me more, knowing that my life in college is still with me and watching me grow up.

companionship is the longest confession, and the best love for a mother is to go home often.

19.

It's rare to go home at the age of 21. My mother wants to do many things with me, such as shopping, eating, watching movies and practicing yoga. She is a mother who is at the forefront of fashion. She will never admit defeat and never give up. She only gives up to me. She used to sit aside and not talk when I was angry.

When I saw my mother's newly-born white hair, I was in tears again. This life is too short to get together. You grew up with me. I watched you grow old, but I couldn't stay with you well.

While we are afraid of our parents getting old, we have to watch them get old.

11.

The writer Zhou Guoping once said, "When our parents are around, our route is clear, and the way is blurred because someone is blocking us; One day, our parents went, and our route was blurred, but the way began to be clear. " Bi Shumin once said, "When parents are here, there is still a place to go in life, and when parents go, there is only a way home in life".

The two sentences are the same. Life is not easy when your parents are around, but you know that some people care about you where you come from. They try their best to be nice to you in this life. It is this selfless love that makes this cold and hard world warm, soft and gives you a sense of security. Qian Shan has traveled all over the country, and the return is still waiting at home.

By the way, I forgot to say one more thing: Mom, how lucky I am to be your daughter in my life.

text: light clouds

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