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 jumped on me, grabbed my hand, held back her crying and said," We are together, live a good life ... "
But I never knew that her illness had reached that stage. Later, my sister told me that her liver often hurts and she can't sleep all night.
That day, I was sitting alone in the house, watching the leaves falling outside the window. Mother came in and stood at the window: "The chrysanthemums in Beihai are in bloom. I'll push you to have a look. " There was a pleading expression on her gaunt face. "When?" "Tomorrow, if you like?" She said. She was overjoyed by my answer. "Well, tomorrow." I said. She was so happy that she sat down for a while and stood up for a while: "Then you should get ready quickly." "Oh, don't bother? A few steps, what is there to prepare! "
She smiled, sat down beside me and said, "After watching the chrysanthemums, let's go to imitation food. When you were a child, you liked pea yellow there. Remember that time I took you to Beihai? You said Yang Shuhua was a caterpillar, running around and squashing her feet ... "She suddenly stopped talking. She is more sensitive to words like "running" and "stepping" than I am. She went out quietly again.
She went out and never came back.
She was still vomiting blood when the neighbors carried her to the car. I didn't expect her to be so ill. Watching the tricycle go away, I never thought it would be forever.
When the neighbor's boy went to see her behind my back, she was breathing hard, like her hard life. I was told that her last words before she passed out were: "My sick son and my underage daughter ..."
It's autumn again, and my sister pushes 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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Miss Autumn is an essay written by China contemporary writer Shi Tiesheng at 198 1. This article tells the story of Shi Tiesheng's memory of his late mother, showing his deep memory of his mother, his endless love for her, his praise of maternal love, his regret that his son wanted to raise but didn't stay with his relatives, and his incomprehension of his mother the year before last, which is very touching. The full text is unremarkable, without careful weaving and carving, but every sentence is full of emotion and every word is like gold.
This article was written in 198 1 and first published in Nanfang Daily that year, when Shi Tiesheng was 30 years old. When Shi Tiesheng was 2 1 years old, that is, 1969 years old, he went to Yan 'an, northern Shaanxi to "jump the queue". Three years later, he returned to Beijing because his legs were paralyzed, worked in Beijing Xinqiao Street Factory, and then went home to recuperate due to illness.
In his vibrant and colorful youth, he encountered the misfortune of life, so his temper became gloomy and furious. At this time, his mother's liver disease is quite serious, and she often can't sleep all night in pain, but she holds her son tightly and encourages him to live a good life. Shi Tiesheng wrote this article in memory of his mother after her sudden departure.
The theme of this article is to write about the sincerity, delicacy, profundity and greatness of maternal love. Focusing on going to Beihai to see chrysanthemums, the author describes that the terminally ill mother endured great pains, concealed her illness and devoted herself wholeheartedly to her unfortunate son until her last breath. Her love for her son is meticulous: understanding, understanding and tolerating her son's "violent impermanence".
Try to adjust and improve my son's mood (go out to see flowers); Try to avoid anything that may have a negative impact on your son's mood; On his deathbed, he was obsessed with his sick son and underage daughter. The full text shows the mother's sincere and selfless love for her children, and also expresses the children's deep memory of her.
In this article, we can see the author's understanding and belief in life and life from his deep love for his mother. It is this profound meaning that makes it transcend the general feeling of mourning and sublimate to a lofty and magnificent realm. Motherly love is human nature and a great feeling that exists universally in society.
But it is far less profound than any child who bears maternal love. How many hearts lack or lose the function of love and feeling love, which is almost desert. A heart that can't feel love will never love. A heart that can feel love is a return to love while feeling love. It is by telling his mother's love for him that Shi Tiesheng tells his love for his mother.
Autumn itself is a harvest season, but it is also a sad and desolate season for many people. There are many sources of belief in life, but you must face life bravely and firmly.
Just like colorful chrysanthemums, life should also live in various colors. Let us face up to our own world, open our closed hearts, accept ourselves, accept others, and bravely bloom ourselves, just like colorful chrysanthemums. Although fate is at work, we still have to recognize this chaotic world.
References:
Baidu Encyclopedia-Missing in Autumn