Jiang Nanyu
There is a desert area in Qinghai Province that is particularly short of water. According to reports, each person only needs to rely on the garrison to transport 3 kilograms of water from far away every day. 3 kilograms of water is not only used for drinking, washing rice and vegetables ... but also for feeding animals.
Animals can't live without water, they are thirsty! Finally, one day, an old cow, who had always been regarded as simple and honest, was so thirsty that he broke free from the reins and forcibly broke into a highway that a water truck had to pass through in the desert. The old cow waited for a long time with shocking discrimination, waiting for the military vehicle carrying water. The old cow quickly pushed it up. The soldiers carrying water had encountered such a situation before, but those animals were not as stubborn as the old cow. There are regulations in the army that the water truck can't "run" halfway and can't deliver water casually. These regulations, seemingly ruthless, are actually forced to do so. Every drop of water is a person's "ration". In the desert, people and cattle were consumed so much that it lasted for a long time and even caused traffic jams. The drivers behind began to swear, and some impatient drivers tried to drive away the old cow by igniting with gasoline. But the old cow did not move. Like Mount Tai, she didn't relax. Until the owner of the cow comes.
The owner of the cow was so guilty that he picked up the whip and severely beat the thin old Niu Yi. The old cow was beaten to the skin, but it still didn't move. Finally, the blood flowing from the whip marks dyed the whip red, ox red, yellow sand red and sunset red. The sad Cleisthenes sound of the old cow, coupled with the cold and cool wind in the desert, looks so tragic. The water truck on the side cried, and so did the driver waiting for the bus. Finally, the sailor said, "Let me violate the team rules once, and I am willing to accept the punishment." He took out his portable basin, put about 3 Jin of water from the waterwheel and put it in front of the old cow.
The old cow didn't drink the water that she worked so hard in front of her. Facing the sunset, she screamed at the sky as if calling. At sunset, a calf ran behind the sand not far away. The injured old cow watched the calf drink water greedily, stick out its tongue and lick the eyes of its beloved son. The child also licked his mother's eyes. People in silence saw tears in the eyes of mother and son. The horizon lit the last glow, and the mother and son didn't wait for the master's cry. In people's silence, they set foot on the road home.
One night at the end of the 20th century, when I saw this earth-shattering scene from Hunan Satellite TV, I remembered the poverty at home at the beginning of the reform and opening-up more than 20 years ago, and the suffering mother who has been working ever since. Like many viewers in front of the TV, I shed tears.
In this world, no matter when and where, maternal love is eternal.