My temper became furious after my legs were paralyzed. Looking at the array, I will suddenly smash the glass in front of me; Listening to Li Guyi's sweet singing, I will slam what I have at hand on the surrounding walls. My mother hid out quietly and listened to my movements secretly where I couldn't see them.

When everything was calm again, she came in quietly, her eyes were red and she looked at me. "I heard that the flowers in Beihai are in bloom, so I'll push you for a walk." She always said that. Mother likes flowers, but the flowers she helped plant have died since my leg was paralyzed. "No, I'm not going!" I slapped these damn legs hard and shouted, "How can I live!" " "

My mother pounced on me and grabbed my hand, holding back her tears and said, "I am with my mother, live well, live well ..." It was autumn again, and my sister pushed me to Beihai to see chrysanthemums. Yellow flowers are elegant, white flowers are noble, purple flowers are warm and deep, and the autumn wind is blooming brilliantly. I know what my mother didn't finish. So is my sister. We are together, we should live a good life. ...

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Shi Tiesheng (195 11October 4-201February 3 1), originally from Zhuoxian County, Hebei Province,1. 196 19 19 went to Yan' an area to jump the queue and returned to Beijing because of Shuang Yi's leg paralysis 1972.

Later, he suffered from kidney disease, developed into uremia and needed dialysis to maintain his life. Claiming that "occupation is illness, amateur writing". Shi Tiesheng's essay Ditan and I inspired countless people. Other works include Notes on My Old Residence, Life is Like a String, My Distant Qingpingwan, Broken Pen on Sick Leave, Notes on Retreat, My Journey to Ding Yi, etc.

Qiu Si is Shi Tiesheng's memory of his late mother, which shows his deep memory of his mother, his endless love for her, and his regret that "the son wants to support but his relatives are not there".

Some people say, "Hundreds of words show the selflessness, understanding and greatness of maternal love by spilling their love for their mothers and their regrets when they were young." He didn't give in to the disease, but it made him write such a thoughtful article. We were deeply moved by him. "I'm impressed.

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