In my sleepy eyes, I saw your figure, your thin but vague figure. For two years, I have been thinking about you so much; Wake up in the middle of the night and cry for you; I want to rely on you most. ...

Do you remember? In the past, at school, there was not much trouble. As long as I stop at home and smell mouthwatering food, I forget everything. I always rush into the house, throw down my schoolbag and shout at you, "Grandma, I'm home!" " "I clearly remember that in the kitchen, under the" boom "range hood, you came back and saw me, walked over and pushed me out of the kitchen. The greasy touch still remains on my skin.

When I am in trouble, I want to rely on you most.

Soft dust flies in the dim light and falls on your silvery hair. You lean back on the old mahogany couch, and your favorite tin opera is on the radio on the Eight Immortals table. You hum along, turn over a yellow cookbook at hand, and mutter a few words from time to time: "My little daughter has grown up, I have to make it up for her." Inadvertently make a little noise and disturb you. You looked at me standing at the door and said, "Girl, how about having a virgin chicken today?"

When I grow up, I want to rely on you most.

Open your eyes, they are white, and your eyes are full of weakness. When you watch it, you will see that you rushed into the door in a hurry. As soon as you enter the door, you will shout to the parents sitting opposite you: "You can't even manage a child. How many times have you been hospitalized this month? " Turned around, looked at me morbidly, and said distressfully, "What happened? Is it better? Grandma brought your favorite bone soup, have some! " You gently lift my back, gently pick me up, sit up, look at my left hand full of pinholes and say with distress, "I'm holding it, you eat!" " "Looking at your gentle eyes, I see your tenderness and sadness.

When I am weak, I want to rely on you most.

"I ask you to be careful every time. Why do you only take this exam!" Whenever my mother's reproach sounds, as long as I hear your hurried footsteps, I am no longer afraid. Pushing open the door, you raise your eyebrows and urge your mother: "The children say she tried her best. What's more, she is so excellent and there is little room for improvement! " Grandma, you know, if I had an iron at this time, I really want to iron your wrinkled eyebrows!

When I am wronged, I want to rely on you most.

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Wake up suddenly from a dream. It turned out to be just a dream. It's been two years since you left me. Your face has changed from familiar to fuzzy in my heart, but what I want to rely on most is you. In the kitchen, the food is not so fragrant; Under the light, there is no tin drama, no menu; When you are sick, you lack bone soup; When I am blamed, I lack your help, but what I want to rely on most is you.

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Birds are full of feathers, so they want to fly high and no longer rely on big birds; When the fruit is ripe, it wants to leave the branches and no longer rely on the big trees; And I, no matter where I am, whether I grow up or not, always want to rely on you, my dear mother.

You often say that when I grow up, I must stand on my own feet. I must not be a "neet" or a "moonlight family" and rely on my parents all my life. Every time I hear this, I always hold my head up disdainfully, curl my mouth and say proudly, "I'm not bad for you!" " "But the in the mind is always a uncomfortable, is the feeling of heart.

You know, what I want to rely on most is you, not money and material things, but your eyes, your manners and your words.

When I was a child, you took me to kindergarten by bike. You loved to teach me to recite Tang poems. At that time, I learned to "think about a quiet night". I still remember you carrying me out of the car. After listening to my poem, your gentle and satisfied eyes fell on me and wrapped me up like a net. Ignorant, I still don't understand. I have appreciation and encouragement in my eyes. I just feel that I have got my favorite candy, and I will be happy and excited all day, full of motivation.

In elementary school, you picked up chopsticks and hit me for the first time. Since childhood, only this time, I still remember: "Go out and get two bottles of boiling water, and mom will make you tea!" " "I flew to call boiling water to make milk tea, but my mother made a cup of bad green tea. I am full of grievances and anger, all of which are vented on the water that I just called. " Going "spilled into the sewer. You hold chopsticks, hold my hand, and hit me again and again, with red marks on it. "Say you smelly, willful, is to teach you a lesson! "A beating, a crying, finally convergence of my rage.

In junior high school, I ran for class cadre. I have been used to being a monitor since I was a child, but I was not elected. Coupled with the catalysis of some words, I was so strong that I came home in tears the next day after military training. If you know me, you guessed the reason and said to me angrily, "No, it is not great!" " If you have the ability, you can win it back with your grades. "A word wakes the dreamer, and the monitor needs excellent grades. I got this position by virtue of my strength after winning the first place in three consecutive exams.

I'm afraid I can't live without you, mom. Your eyes give me courage and motivation; Your actions have taught me cleverness and convergence; Your words have brought me vigilance and direction.

No matter where the birds fly, no matter whether the fruit falls or not, under the blue sky and white clouds, I want to rely on you most in my life, mom.