Zhiyi ǒ u; Dormitory (q ǐ n stone); Frequency (lǜ).
Hazy (mé ng ló ng); ; Desolation (q and Li á ng); Mottled (bā nbó); Length (piān fú).
Miss my mother's originality:
I have two mothers in my life, one is the mother who gave birth to me, and the other is my motherland. I have the same high respect and sincere love for these two mothers.
I left my biological mother at the age of six and went to live in the city. I went back to my hometown twice in the middle, both for mourning. I only stayed at my mother's for a few days, but I still returned to the city. When I was a sophomore, my mother abandoned foster care and lived only in her forties.
I cried for a few days, but I couldn't eat or sleep well. I really want to go underground with my mother. Endless hatred. I can't stop crying for decades when I think of my mother.
Later, I went to Germany to study and lived in a remote town called Gottingen. I don't know why, my mother often comes to sleep. My motherland, I left her for the first time. I don't know why, as a mother, I often dream.
To illustrate my feelings at that time, I extracted several paragraphs from my diary when I first arrived in G? ttingen:
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Soon it will be dark outside. I think tonight is the most interesting. I didn't turn on the light, just stood by the window silently, watching the dark night color weave into the sky and the opposite roof. Everything disappeared in the dim light.
My heart often moves when it can't be quiet. I feel a little sour and sad when I think of my hometown and my old friends. However, this kind of desolation is not the same as ordinary desolation. It is sweet, thick, with unspeakable taste and deeply stuck in my heart.
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A few days ago, the landlady told me that her son came home from school today. She was very happy, but her son never came back. She was a little depressed. She added that there was another bus in the evening and maybe he would come back.
Seeing her expression reminds me of my mother buried underground in my hometown. I really want to cry! I understand now that all mothers in the world are the same!
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At the moment, I really miss my home, my country and my friends. Sometimes I can't bear to think about it.
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I lay back on the sofa, listening to the wind passing by the window. Rain in the wind, cloudy as night. My thoughts are ups and downs, and I think of my old country again.
I quoted these passages from my diary when I first arrived in G? ttingen. In fact, there are many similar places, as can be seen from these paragraphs. The thought of my mother and my motherland makes my heart surge, and I have no idea of staying abroad.
A few months later, I wrote an essay entitled "Seeking Dreams". The first paragraph is: I dreamed of my mother at night and woke up crying. When I woke up and tried to catch this dream again, I didn't know where it had flown.
The following describes the scene of seeing my mother in my dream. The last paragraph is: Oh, my God! Don't even give me a clear dream? I looked at the gray sky with tears in my eyes and imagined my mother's face.
When I was in China, I only missed one mother, and I can only miss one mother. I added my mother to my memory after going abroad.
This nostalgia was very strong when I first arrived in G? ttingen, and it has never been broken since then. This nostalgia has accompanied me in Europe for eleven years.
The article introduces the author's feelings for two mothers in the form of memories. One is the biological mother, and the other is the mother of the motherland.
The same lofty respect and sincere admiration fully express the author's eternal regret for his biological mother and his unchanging love for the motherland. The text has a clear structure and distinct levels.
The author comes straight to the point and points out that the two mothers are equally important in the author's life, which lays the emotional tone for the full text and leads to the following description of the two mothers.
Then, the author describes his relationship with his biological mother: although there is not much time together, the affection between mother and child has not diminished at all. On the contrary, because of his mother's death, he deepened his guilt and missed her constantly, which paved the way for him to love his motherland.
Then, with the help of excerpts from diaries and essays, it describes the author's nostalgia for his mother and motherland during his long study abroad, and expresses the same respect and love for the two mothers, which is the focus of the article.
Finally, the author echoes the beginning of the article and explains why he has constant feelings for the two mothers, which makes the structure of the article seamless.