The north wind roared in the air with snowflakes, and the chill violently stimulated the earth. I never believe in the ruthlessness of fate. Is the world really so cruel? Does fate really care for the poor? I believe I am strong, and I am completely defeated by fate.
My daughter, who had been healthy, suddenly fell ill. I took my daughter to several cities and finally came to Tianjin Hospital. These days are unprecedented darkness for me. A sudden blow tore a mother apart. Looking at my daughter's thin cheeks, listening to her moans of pain and thinking about the way she has been tortured by illness these days, my heart is broken. At this time, I deeply realized what "mother and child are connected to each other" and what is the pain of a million arrows piercing the heart.
My daughter, you are my eldest daughter and my mother's first phone call. Now that you have grown up, you are so smart and sensible. You are so pure white, your brother and sister are still young. You are my mother's spiritual pillar and my mother's whole sky. From the moment you came into this world, my mother believed that you were happy and that you should have a good fate. Like a ray of colorful sunshine, you grow into a slim girl with the care of your parents. I never dreamed that the disease would mercilessly attach to my daughter. I want to transfer all my misfortunes to my mother, so as not to hurt my innocent and poor children.
In such a big city, my mother sat helpless at the door of the hospital, and tears once drowned my hopes again and again. Think about today's exam and let my daughter suffer greatly. I think of my daughter in pain in the ward, and the pain is heartbreaking. My baby, the doctor won't let her relatives wait in front of the hospital bed. My mother's heart will always follow you. My baby, you will never be lonely. You must endure the pain. My mother believes that my strong daughter will go through this gray life course.
Today's night is cold. I stood on a strange street and cried like rain. I deeply condemn my incompetence. Why do women experience such pain? Daughter, do you blame mom? My mother has put down her self-esteem and everything and prayed to the doctor and daughter again and again. We will get through this without fear, but what my daughter suffered is a scar that my mother will never forget. My baby, I know that you will spend these twelve hours tonight like a year, and my mother is silently accompanying you and spending them together.
The hardest thing to give up in the world is maternal love. I will pack up my scattered strength, stubbornly accompany my daughter through the illness and return her bright smile.
My baby, my mother will always be a light in your dark place. I believe my daughter's life will always be smooth and bright.
My baby, my mother wrote down that dark time through the hotel computer and remembered that unforgettable sadness.
Second, the hope of life.
The years are dark, the fate is tortuous, and the days when flowers bloom and fall are deep in the face. The world of mortals is flashy and changeable. Only my daughter's smile is as soft as water and as bright as a rose.
I have been in Tianjin for almost a month. My daughter's condition is getting more and more optimistic, and her heart is much happier. I'm thinking that the process of pupa becoming a butterfly is painful. Maybe my daughter's disaster will turn into the most beautiful butterfly after successful transformation, and she will have a real life.
Daughter, we have been fighting the disease for nearly a month since165438+1October 28th. I didn't expect my thin daughter to be so tenacious that you silently endured all kinds of examinations and operations without saying a word. Daughter, mom knows that you are the embodiment of good luck. You have been kind, lovely, gentle and pure since childhood. God not only gave your daughter a beautiful face and an intelligent mind, but also gave you a pure, gentle and kind heart and a rose-like smile, which made her mother happy. In her eyes, you are the most beautiful angel and my favorite and most precious rose.
My dear daughter, whenever you fall asleep, that pink face is still as lovely and beautiful as a baby. I clearly remember how proud and proud I was when you first called "Mom". Sweet call like yesterday, chubby face still shaking in front of my mother. I still clearly remember that my daughter started walking one year and one month without any help. That day, you were wearing a pink cotton-padded jacket and kept turning around the room, blushing and giggling. At that time, we had no cameras. How I want to seize this beautiful moment, my daughter! Looking into your sleeping eyes, I can clearly remember my childhood scenes. She is deeply engraved in my mother's mind, longer and clearer than the camera.
Daughter! You said you were my mother's little cotton-padded jacket, and I said, "My daughter is my naughty and my life. I remember every time my mother was wronged, she was always the first to call her daughter. On the phone, my mother cried like a child, and my daughter comforted her gently until she was happy. After that, you laughed at my mother as a worthless child, and we hugged each other, laughing our heads off. Yes! Mother is getting older and more dependent on her children. You became the most important page in her life.
My dear daughter, you inherited your mother's tenacity in your bone marrow. I believe that any germs in your daughter's blood will shrink back and disappear without a trace. In the middle of the night, my mother flicked her fingers in the computer in the next room, recording her daughter's happiness and pain. Your name will always be called in my mother's heart, and the words will be turned into thousands of blessings, embedded in my daughter's happy life.
Dear baby, God has blessed you and given you the warmest relatives. It is precisely because of the meticulous care of so many relatives that you can get through the illness more smoothly. My mother is grateful to them and will always be grateful to them. ......
Year after year, time flies, and another month is the Spring Festival. Red roses are full of romance, and each petal is like a daughter's smiling face like a rose. Dear baby, you are as clear as a butterfly. In a few days, you can go home with the fragrance and smile of roses.
Third, human feelings are warm and cold.
After a summer rain, the air became fresh and cool. Standing on the balcony, I can't help but greedily breathe the fresh air and exhale the sultry heat of my insides, which makes me feel refreshed.
The breeze after the rain caressed people's cheeks coolly and softly. Compared with the hot and dry days a few days ago, they felt much happier, so they also had some impulses to write something.
After the senior high school entrance examination, all the children went home, and the dining table was no longer empty, and I became busier. Children are children after all, and they can't see some housework if you don't talk about it. The son will only go downstairs with a garbage bag; My ostentatious little daughter quickly put the dishes in the sink, and I'm going to water the washed dishes again. Hehe, detergent children sometimes can't wash clean. Besides exercising, the eldest daughter can also take time to clean the house. In a word, the children are all at home. Although it is noisy sometimes, every corner of the house is full of children's laughter.
Unconsciously, the Dragon Boat Festival has entered thousands of households, and some short messages of blessing are full of true feelings. In particular, the doctors who guided my daughter's recovery also sent greetings to me and my daughter, which made me very moved.
Information provided by Director Li:
The Dragon Boat Festival is here. I wish your whole family a happy Dragon Boat Festival, and wish your children always healthy and confident. No road can stop people's footsteps. As long as you have a strong heart and firm perseverance, everything will become fragile.
Information provided by Director Ye:
I wish my family a happy Dragon Boat Festival. I think I learned a lot from you. I hope I can be a strong, optimistic, capable and kind mother like you. The sweetness in life is always more than the bitterness. Let's cheer for the children together!
Information provided by Director Zhao:
Always care about children, persistence is victory. You are my mother's role model and also our role model. Under your careful care, the children will be healthy and beautiful as always. Happy Dragon Boat Festival to the whole family!
The distant information is full of greetings and blessings to children. At this busy moment, people lack close contact and some understanding and warmth.
I remember reading a paper "Laughter from the Production Team". At that time, people were poor and backward, but they established a deep friendship to get along with each other day and night. They live a simple and happy life. I think, as long as we have the state of mind of "giving someone roses, leaving fragrance in our hands", our hearts will become more tolerant, and when we look back and smile, we will be more moved.
The arrival of some information disturbed the plot I wanted to write.
Recently, in business and life, some trivial things have made me dizzy and at a loss. Business has been depressed and disorderly since the child fell ill, and both home and outside are in a mess. When the home is cleaned up and the business is back on track, my heart will gradually become clear.
I haven't been to friends' space for a long time, and I'm not in the mood to join a literary club. As an administrator, it is really incompetent. After careful consideration, I decided to resign as the president of the literary group. My little daughter needs help with her homework and care for her life, so she can't afford to delay her business.
I used to think that people can't live without faith and support, and the desire for literature has always been my lifelong dream. I'm crazy about words. Words drive me crazy. Into the literary club, all chores are left behind. Just reading charming words, cooking on time, sometimes distracting children, business is even more careless. Come to think of it, maybe you can't have too many distractions in your present position. Hobbies can never be the theme of life, because people still have to dress and eat, and only when their careers are stable can they further realize their spiritual dreams.
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A friend is a tree, a shoulder to lean on when you are tired!
A friend is a fire, a stove that can keep warm after being frozen!
Fourth, we should start over.
Some melancholy songs always occupy a larger proportion in people's minds. It is said that "landing for three years is good, and moving forward for a lifetime is sad." Yes! It's really not easy for people to live. We don't have the luxury of living to a thousand years old, but we just hope that a short life can make us live smoothly and healthily 180 years. Don't let the bud be attacked by the storm and suffer from illness when it first blooms.
It's been a month since I went home with my daughter. Because there are many things to deal with, my daughter should go back to the hospital, and I have never been able to leave. In recent days, my heart is as impetuous as grass. First, I miss my daughter in the city and forget sports. Second, the days of recovery have passed, and I have no way to start. My impetuous heart is beyond words.
When I am lonely and confused, I always like to tap my heart with the keyboard. Being hospitalized for more than half a year has made me more low-key and made me realize the indifference of the world. An ordinary little person, demanding everything in a metropolis. It is said that "it is difficult to ask for help, but it is difficult to ascend to heaven." I also taught my children and wrote the motto "It is better to ask for yourself than to ask for others. Only by suffering can you be a man." As long as I try my best, I will never ask for help easily. Since my daughter was ill, in order to make her get better as soon as possible, I tasted the hardship of asking for help for the first time. Everything should be done according to people's faces, and all tears should be swallowed into their stomachs. Sometimes, "dignity" is very fragile in the face of helplessness. ...
With the sound of raindrops, some lingering memories are falling. A winding path leads to a secluded place, a one-step walk and an umbrella are intoxicating pictures in many people's eyes. As for me, I like walking in the rain. It's not that I pursue romance in the rain. Only by walking in the drizzle can you feel that you are still a living person and feel your existence. I like to wet my cheeks with light rain, and I like to pour grievances into the rain. Rain can cover people's difficulties, only the tears in the rain are unknown.
I admire the culture of some westerners. They live truly and sincerely. We orientals always put face first in life and can't extricate ourselves from it. We have been busy all our lives. Who really lived for themselves? Whether your marriage is harmonious. Whether you are interested in work or not. We all have to be walking dead, and some worldly things make us lost all day. What do we never fight for ourselves? Short life, what have we lived?
Once people put on secular shackles, it is difficult to be free. For the burden on your shoulders, even if you have the key to open the lock in your hand, you have no courage to open it again. This may be secular sorrow!
The long world of mortals, the road of life, such as a winding path in the field, has experienced wind and rain, but it stretches forever, full of hopes and dreams; A person's life, after the disaster of life and death, is like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon. I hope that after the transformation of my daughter, the future life will be smooth, colorful and beautiful.
In the evening, I like to walk alone in the fields in the west. The cool wind blows my hair. I always want to make myself feel happy, but I still have many ideas. I can't tell if I am lonely, melancholy and desolate. Looking at the lights, I feel like an extra person from another planet. At this time, I am often confused, lost and speechless.
People's emotions are always ups and downs in stages. When they are in a bad mood, everything is gray. When my mind is full of ups and downs and clouds, I always advise myself to look at more sunny things to neutralize my drowning mood. Life has ups and downs, ups and downs, ups and downs, ups and downs. Perhaps only by having a firm belief and stepping on the thorny road can there be a smooth road to go.
There are thousands of roads in life, how many forks in the road need us to make a choice? How many helpless people can only bow their heads and give up love? The breeze fluttered the wings of the soul. On an empty night, I can see all the lonely stars in the sky. A person's eyes are condensed in the distant night sky. I can't see the place of love, the margin of life and the blueprint of the future. I can only see helplessness or helplessness. .....
Everyone's future is an uncertain day, and nobody knows what will happen tomorrow. Human life is sometimes strong and invincible, and sometimes it is fragile. Just like a daughter, a beautiful flower is blooming with the charm of youth. Suddenly, unsuspecting, it fell into the abyss, and its branches were damaged and it was sad. I can only take care of her patiently and watch her sprout, repair and blossom again.
15 I will leave with my daughter and continue my rehabilitation guidance in Beijing. Some people say that I am a strong mother and a great mother. I guess I just did what a mother should do. My daughter is in her prime, and the road to life has just begun. I will try my best to make my daughter recover.
It's so sad to leave home, work and care again!
I have to go again, and the days away from home are always long, so helpless! So lonely!
I set off, only using heavy strokes to draw a curve of hope, wishing my daughter a healthy return.