The best seven-character memorial text:
My mother passed away and went to heaven,
Yin and Yang are separated by one side.
The mother is missing from the empty portrait.
My clothes are wet with tears and my heart is broken.
My mother was originally a daughter of the Chen family.
When she was eighteen, she married her father as his wife's wife.
There is no father-in-law to make an opinion, and
no aunt to help.
Life was hard in that era,
I had to worry about clothes every day and food at night.
The house leaked and it rained all night.
Unexpectedly, my mother-in-law died early.
Two sons and three daughters came into the world,
It was even worse to be fed.
Earn work points in the team during the day, and mend shoes and clothes at night.
Later, he worked alone and was assigned to a household.
He went out early and came home late to work hard.
After working in the fields for three meals,
No matter whether it is sunny or rainy.
In order to keep the whole family full,
we opened up wasteland in every corner to grow food.
Eat and drink well for your children,
Sparse food and clothing for yourself.
Being a mother and a mother, she is self-reliant.
He helps his father build a fortune from scratch.
How many mouthfuls of food did you feed?
How many dirty clothes were washed?
How many palm calluses have grown?
How many nights did you wet the bed?
The years mercilessly urge the mother to grow old,
The years are gone and the hair is stained with frost.
I was paralyzed and suffering from a stroke.
I took care of him by his bedside,
washed me and changed my clothes.
I regret my fate because my wife left early.
I am busy with everything alone.
It’s inconvenient to scrub and change clothes.
What’s wrong with mother-to-child care?
Young people don’t think my feces and urine are smelly, and old people don’t think my mother’s feces and urine are dirty.
I have been serving my mother for nearly a month.
I have seen her shed tears several times.
Asked the mother why she shed tears,
The mother could not open her mouth to guess.
Could it be that he knew his end was near?
Could it be that the long-cherished wish has not yet been fulfilled?
Could it be that the illness makes the heart hurt more?
Could it be that the world is cold?
There is always a way to die in the hospital,
The king of hell demands life without negotiation.
On the midsummer night of the year of Gengzi,
I died in bed.
You are not here to put on your wedding dress.
I will help you put on your shroud.
Kneading your eyes lightly,
Send your mother away for plastic surgery.
Seventy-five years of life,
went through ups and downs.
The mother’s body turns into blue smoke,
His voice and smile are hidden in her heart.
I have no chance to see my mother again in this life,
unless I am asleep in the middle of the night.
If there is reincarnation in life,
I will still choose you to be my mother in the next life.
Have a good journey to Huangquan!
She was laid to rest as a farewell to her mother-in-law.
With tears in his eyes, he wrote the "Essay on Sacrifice to Mother",
Fu Weishang expressed his sincerity.