Autumn is always the falling of dead leaves and the cycle of life. In Shi Tiesheng's Yearning for Autumn, although it is just an unremarkable dead leaf, it is full of mother's deep maternal love.
Shi Tiesheng's mother sympathized with her son's painful feelings. When his son lost his temper, he quietly hid out and let his son vent his pain completely. But I was worried that my son would do "stupid things", so I secretly watched my son's movements. However, in order to keep her son alive, the mother must not only endure her son's rage and impermanence during the day, but also endure her son's liver pain at night.
"Live well." This is the last sentence my mother said to Shi Tiesheng. Yes, in order to keep Shi Tiesheng alive and keep her son from knowing her illness, my mother took her son to see chrysanthemums again and again. I hope Shi Tiesheng can live well, like the tenacious chrysanthemum in this autumn. In daily life, mothers are more sensitive to such words as "running" and "stepping" than Shi Tiesheng.
The mother worked hard for her son all her life, thinking about her child at the last moment of her life.
The flying leaves draw a beautiful arc in the air. You don't have to know where the leaves belong-they are where life belongs. Ye Ying will never be less. Because one end of the branch is connected with the death of the body, and the other end is connected with the rebirth of the spirit. Their lives will always be blessed by life. ...
Like, mother and child.
So I understand why so many philosophers and brave people regard the scarred nation as their mother, the turbulent river as their mother and the vast land as their mother.
Because, what can be borne, the mother has borne it; What should be paid, the mother has paid. Mother is both a symbol of nation and a symbol of love. Facing us, it is also the mother.
"Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it will dream for no reason. This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes. Wanshui Qian Shan, please bring her love and sorrow home ... "