The night is quiet. In a small hut, a white-haired and wrinkled old mother was sewing clothes for her son who was about to go out for a long trip under an oil lamp. Her son is reading a book in his hand.
There is an oil lamp in the center of the table. On one side of the oil lamp is a pile of books, and on the other side is a pile of tools for knitting clothes. Mother's hands with abrupt meridians, holding the needle in her left hand and the thread in her right hand, carefully thread the thread through the tiny pinhole. The mother sewed up all her feelings and love for her son. Although there is no silk, there is only ordinary cloth at home, but the mother's affection is sewn into the dense stitches. The son brought a bowl of soup to his mother, and the mother was reluctant to drink it, so she gave it to her son. ...
Finally, the mother was persuaded by her son. But she was worried that she couldn't finish washing clothes, so she put the soup aside and continued to mend clothes. By accident, her mother got a needle in her hand. It is not easy for an old mother with dim eyes to sew clothes with needles.
Finally, the mother sewed the clothes, and he helped his son put them on to see if they fit.
After the son put it on, he shouted happily, "Mom, it suits me very well!" " "Mother smiled happily.
The mother said to her son, "Son, go to sleep first, or you will have no spirit all the way tomorrow!" " In order not to worry his mother, his son went into the house to sleep. Worried about her son's delay in coming back, the mother sewed and sewed on the clothes to make them stronger and last longer. Thinking of leaving her son tomorrow, my mother's tears blurred in the dim light of the oil lamp ... Soon, the rooster crowed.
After making breakfast, the mother prepared a big bag of dry food and some broken silver for her son. The mother looked at her son's eating and was very satisfied. The mother sent her son to the door, and they were reluctant to part. Mother's tears blurred again. She stood by the fence and watched her son's figure fade away. ...