"Listen to your mother, don't let her get hurt. Only if you want to grow up quickly can you protect her. Beautiful white hair sprouts in happiness, the magic of angels, kindness in happiness..." Lying in bed at night Suddenly I heard this song, and suddenly my thoughts were racing, and I thought of my mother. In my childhood memories, my mother has always been very fierce and would often beat me for trivial matters, so she was what I was most afraid of when I was a child. I always thought that my mother was very irritable and liked to hit people. I also complained a lot when I grew up. times, but my mother always said it was because I was too naughty, but later I saw that my younger brother was not much better than me, and my younger brother was a very good child when he was a child, so I knew that my mother still believed in the idea of ??"what comes out under the stick" "filial son" theory. When I was young, whenever my brother and I quarreled or fought with others, we would always be criticized. My mother would never criticize other people’s children. She would scold us first. She had her own ideas and felt that some things should be dealt with from the beginning. Looking for reasons within oneself, parents of that era seemed to have this habit. Regardless of whether their children were right or wrong, they would first criticize them if they had conflicts with others. I strongly disagree with this point of view. I think everything must be clear about the reasons and justifications, instead of just beating him to death with a stick. This experience has made my brother and I develop a kind of mentality of being at a disadvantage and being wronged outside. I have a character that I dare not go home and tell my mother about when I am bullied by others. When I grow up and reach the rebellious stage, my brother and I will also quarrel with our mother because of this. Sometimes we don’t understand why other people’s mothers are so gentle.
When I was in junior high school, my classmate’s mother would bring her meals, including peeled shrimps and soup. Each time there were four or five bowls on the table, and my mother would bring them to me. There is always only one bowl with all the vegetables in it and no soup, and my mother doesn’t like children who are picky eaters. As long as my brother and I are picky eaters and don’t eat, neither of us will have anything to eat that day, and my family will also We don’t have the habit of buying snacks, so my brother and I are not picky eaters. However, in the process of developing not picky eaters, my brother and I also received a lot of beatings.
The relationship between my mother and I reached a freezing point in my third year of junior high school. We started to quarrel almost every time we opened our mouths. At that time, I was also at the peak of my rebellious period, and I was no longer afraid of my mother. No matter how she scolded or hit me, I was able to be like a mountain, unmoving. Later, my mother didn't want to care about me anymore and let me make troubles as I pleased. Looking back now, I was really ignorant before, and my younger brother was very noisy during his rebellious period, which was probably my influence.
Before my third year in high school, I thought my mother’s education was a failure. I thought she would never listen to my ideas and would always hit me. When she spoke the most unpleasant words, it even made me wonder whether I should I should come to this world. I have never dared to ask for anything I like since I was a child, because I am particularly afraid that my mother will scold me in front of others. I also know that my mother will not buy it for me. When I was only a few years old The conditions at home were not very good, but they gradually improved. So at that time, my mother would always tell me: "The conditions at home are not very good now. You want all the things you want. If you don't want them, they will be of no use at all." In the beginning. I would cry and get beaten up by my mother. From then on, I would keep silent when I saw something I liked.
I was very happy when my mother gave birth to a younger brother, because I was very lonely before and was always at home alone. Those older children were not willing to take me to play. Other people had a younger brother, so I watched When I got my younger brother, I didn't feel like other eldest brothers that my younger brother shared my parents' love and took away my things. But later, my mother would always say to me: "You are the older sister, so you have to let your younger brother," or "What else can you do if you can't take care of your younger brother?" Sometimes I would be scolded if my younger brother was injured and the quilt was not covered properly at night.
Later, in the third year of high school, my mother felt that she had changed a lot. Her temper was not as aggressive as before, and she was a lot gentler. I also accidentally discovered that my mother was getting older and older. Looking back on the past, in fact, A lot of tenderness can be traced in the details, but we choose to ignore it.
I complained to her about the monotony of delivering meals. She also tried buying those small bowls to peel shrimps and make soup, but the effect was never that good. Moreover, while delivering meals to me, she also had to pick up my brother in the morning. I also have to do housework at home, so there is no time at all. She can let me eat at school by myself, but when I said I wanted you to deliver food, she kept delivering it. When my brother and I were not allowed to eat because we were picky eaters, my mother was reluctant to ask my father to buy us something to eat.
I didn't dare to talk about the things I liked when I was a child, because the conditions at home were really not good. My mother often explained and apologized to me, but I automatically ignored them. Many, many tendernesses are hidden in the traces of time.
After I entered university and studied psychology, I went home during the holidays and told my mother: "Your education methods are very problematic. For example, you said that your younger brother is not good because your older sister has not set a good example. How many of you?" This hit the confidence of my brother and me, etc. "My mother would also say: "I haven't read many books, and your father and I can only work hard to make money to make you two live a better life. It's also the first time we are parents, so we can't do it. Like other very educated parents, it is this that allows you and your brother to study hard and provide your next generation with a better education." Later I also knew that she would tell me here. You should take more care of your brother, you are the sister, and she will tell her brother that you should protect your sister, she is a girl, and you will be his support in the future, and you should take good care of her when she grows up.
Actually, my mother was very talkative and smart, and her grades were very good at that time. Because she had two older brothers at home, she didn’t let her study because she really didn’t have money. Therefore, her mother always had a regret in her heart. She didn’t have enough conditions when she was a child. , I couldn’t get what I wanted. After my mother’s conditions at home got better, she bought us things that she had never been able to get, and bought us everything she didn’t get. She believed that girls should broaden their horizons and go out more. She wanted to see some places to improve my temperament, so she always took me to travel to different places every year. When I was a child, she sent me to dance, and let my younger brother learn calligraphy and painting. As long as we said we wanted something, she would remain calm. When we go shopping, we are always used to paying silently, and we all choose to turn a blind eye.
During the epidemic, I wanted to eat durian at home. At that time, there were no fruit shops selling durian in our home. They were out of stock. My mother asked my dad to buy it. Finally, my dad bought one. I came back with a box of jackfruit and said that I had found a durian but it was too expensive. A small piece costs 200. My mother said that I don’t eat it very often and even if I ask you to buy a durian, you would buy it wrong. A lot of love is hidden in these little things.
Dad is busy at work every day, and mom does everything at home. Even my brother’s and I’s head teacher and teachers all know mom. Mom takes care of all aspects of life and study alone. She I always joked: "Leave you two at home while I go to work. I have no self at home." When I was a child, I always thought it was a joke. In fact, my mother really wanted to go to work at that time. She had lofty ambitions. But she had to clean up the mess in her life, and she could also go to work and just put my brother and me in the nursery. But she still didn't want to give up because of her sense of responsibility and her love for us.
My mother is a very strong person. No matter what happens at home, big or small, she can handle it well. In fact, in the process of mother's unconscious guidance and thought transmission, we also learned many advantages from her. She is always not inferior to others, and she will never bow to others even when the family is in the most difficult times. She believes that she can always succeed with her own efforts. This made my brother and I never envious of other people's clothes and shoes, no matter how we were in school. Before I came to Shanghai, many relatives told me that I should not be vain and compare with others, etc. My mother always said with a smile: "I'm not worried about her, I'm just worried about being deceived by others." As long as it doesn't affect our principles, she never interferes with our choices. We fill in the school and application form. She said just like it. I want to sign up for the class, and the tuition is 10,000 yuan. More than five thousand, she said, just think it can improve yourself, I want to buy a computer, she said, pick whichever one you like. After I went to college, she no longer cared about me. I was used to reporting many things to her. She gradually stopped giving me definite answers. She just gave me her suggestions and let me make my own decisions. When I went to other places, I really I feel this strong love.
We did a lot of things that suffered losses because we insisted on going our own way and disobeying our mother. In fact, my brother and I both understood that our mother was always a cruel person. Listening to her words would make her no longer sad. Listen to your mother, study hard, listen to your mother, and be a responsible person.
My brother and I have an ultimate wish. Our family loves traveling. My brother and I will definitely take our parents to visit every place they want to visit. Let them relax and enjoy their lives after being tired for a long time.