? Maternal love is the greatest and selfless in the world. A mother loves her child 100%, and it would be great if a child loves her 10%. Mothers spend their whole lives caring about and protecting their children. This is the instinct of maternal love that is revealed inadvertently. There is no age limit for children. In the eyes of the mother, a child is a child. Even if he is sixty years old, he is still a child who has not grown up and needs care and care. He is still like the baby she raised when he was a child. Unexpectedly, the baby has grown up, and the mother was already in her eighties. She raised me when I was little, and I raised her when she is old. Now she is the one who really needs care and concern.
Like now, I am typing here, and my 80-year-old mother is sitting on the balcony behind me watching a play. Outside the window is a main road in the community, and to the south of the road is a red shed set up in the community for daily nucleic acid testing. Staff in protective clothing maintain order and warmly promote: "Everyone must wear a mask when queuing up for nucleic acid testing, and consciously maintain a uniform It is very important to keep a safe distance of 3 meters. To protect yourself is to protect others. Please do it consciously. "People and electric vehicles are constantly passing by. They are community cadres who are doing publicity in the community. They ride electric vehicles. Walking back and forth with a small radio or portable loudspeaker to promote policies: "We have transportation arteries in Xuzhou and thoroughfares to five provinces. We have abundant supplies. There is no need to rush to buy food. Enough!" Make a contribution." "Please obey the arrangements, take care of yourself, do not cause trouble to others, and do not cause trouble to the fight against the epidemic. I believe that things will return to normal soon." "Staying at home is a kind of responsibility, but it is also another form of responsibility. Fight," seeing this amiable and lovely anti-epidemic hero and hearing these touching words, we believe that Xuzhou will soon win the battle against the epidemic.
Like now, the picture shows a kind of perseverance and a kind of waiting in life. The mother is sitting in front of the window looking at the anti-epidemic scenery that she has never seen before. She said that sitting here is like sitting in front of the TV and watching TV. However, the scenery outside the window is full of real, effective and lovely people, while the things on TV are all fake and have been programmed by someone in advance. My mother is illiterate and uneducated, but she is quite impressive at being able to realize this clearly and rationally, and I admire her very much.
Like now, the situation of epidemic prevention and control is severe. Staying at home and accompanying your mother is a rare happiness. Like now, my mother and I exchanged a few words from time to time, talking about carrying fish to Northwest Pear Store to sell fish when I was a child. I still remember it freshly, and every time I recall it, it is a warm memory. I am small and my mother is big. I am in front and my mother is behind. There is a pole in the middle, which connects my mother and me. I remember very clearly that a basket of fish was placed at two-thirds of the pole, and almost the entire weight of the basket was on my mother's side. She held the basket with both hands, giving direction and weight. I have understood the meaning of "responsibility" since I was a child. , empathize with it, and never forget it.
? Thinking back to the past, when the Xiaozhai River burst, my father used a basket to catch fish, and he could catch seven or eight grasshoppers weighing five or six kilograms in one morning. At that time, a relative of my mother's family was in charge of the Northwest Pear Store. My father fished, so my mother and I carried the fish to the pear store to sell them. I remember that it was raining lightly when I was carrying fish. The three or four miles from the west end of the village to the northwest pear line was very difficult to walk. Unlike now when every village has roads, it was all muddy paths and it was very difficult to walk. My mother held the basket with her left hand and the pole with her right hand, directing me to move forward. I walked in front, holding on to the pole with both hands, and walked with difficulty step by step. It was getting dark. I was very timid at that time. With my mother's encouragement, I walked forward step by step without feeling afraid at all. With my mother here, I am very bold and not afraid of anything. I even chirp and sing while walking. Maybe it was because of the slippery sky or because I was distracted by singing. Suddenly my feet slipped and the pole fell off my shoulders. I instinctively grabbed my mother. Due to the influence of inertia, my mother and I fell heavily to the ground. , but when my mother fell to the ground, I fell on my mother. It was my mother who protected me with her body.
?Thinking back to the past, when young people were ignorant and rebellious, time flew by. After graduating from high school, I decided to join the army and went to the northeastern border defense. I served in military camps all over the world for nearly twenty years. , I don’t know how much isolation and loneliness my mother, who has always loved me the most, endured, and how much care and longing she has had, but when I realized it, my mother had become an old man, she was no longer young, she had already passed away. Without the walking stick, she walked tremblingly, without the strength that the mother and father had when they were carrying the fish.
? Thinking back to the past, the scene when I was carrying fish with my mother was like the mark left by a scratching iron, which was burned into my heart. This is a gesture of maternal love and a mode of warmth.
Over the years, this posture and pattern have given me a lot of great strength, such as overcoming difficulties, being perseverant, moving forward courageously, and looking far ahead...