Tears of the Big Tree
In a primeval forest, there is a towering tree, and next to the big tree there is a small tree as skinny as firewood. The little tree is the child of the big tree mother, and it needs to be taken care of by the big tree mother every day. Since childhood, Dashu's mother has placed high hopes on Xiaoshu, hoping that he will become a pillar of the country when he grows up.
When the first ray of sunshine in the morning pushes through the layers of white clouds and shines on the leafy tree, the mother of the big tree always shines that warm sunshine on the young trees. On the body. The little tree can always taste the sweet taste of being cared for by its mother on countless sunny days. When a storm hits, the big tree's mother is always the first to resist, shielding the little tree from the wind and rain. When encountering the scorching sun in the hot summer, the mother of the big tree always spreads out her beautiful arms to shield the small tree. In the arms of Mother Big Tree, the little tree can thrive freely and spend its wonderful childhood in peace.
It’s just that time flies like an arrow, the sun and the moon fly by, and time always flies away like an arrow. As time goes by, the little tree gradually grows up and becomes farther and farther away from the big tree mother. He had his own new world, and everything was no longer as beautiful as before. The little tree became willful, rebellious, defiant, and arrogant. Big Tree’s mother’s earnest advice fell on deaf ears; Little Tree’s patient teaching turned it into an unbridled indulgence. When Mother Dashu saw that her child had become like this, her heart felt as if she had fallen into a thousand-year-old ice cellar, frozen into pieces of ice that could not be broken.
When the big tree’s mother devoted her whole life and devoted all her youth to the little tree, time was no longer forgiving. As the twilight grows old, Dashu's mother is no longer able to do what she wants. The child has grown up, and she can no longer touch his world. When Dashu’s mother closed her eyes in exhaustion, she shed tears of repentance. She said: "If you want your child to become a talented person, you must not let him live a carefree life in his mother's swaddling clothes. Only by letting the child experience the baptism of lightning, thunder, wind and rain in this world can he become a talented person. Not all children can become talents. All love is good, and sometimes excessive love is a kind of harm to the child, and it may turn into a bad cause in the end."
Mother Dashu. These words are touching. There is no mother in the world who does not love her children. Hope that your son will become a dragon and your daughter will become a phoenix are the long-cherished wishes of a mother for her child. It's just that every mother expresses love differently. For children, parents should not be overly doting on their children, but should let their children grow up in the storm. Only after experiencing thousands of hardships can we understand the true meaning of life and the mother's good intentions. Children who grow up in this way are Good healthy boy.
Our lives are given by mothers, and maternal love is the greatest love in the world. In childhood, our abilities are weak and we need the nourishment of maternal love like water. When we grow up, we should leave our mother and explore a sky of our own. Children hiding in infancy will never grow up. If you want to make a difference, you must be brave. Whether it is a mountain of knives or a sea of ??fire, you must experience it yourself. Only practice is the only criterion for testing truth.
Postscript:
The tears of Dashu’s mother are a lesson to many mothers. I hope that mothers who dote on their children too much can give their children a pair of wings to soar in the blue sky and be their strong backing instead of a shelter from the wind and rain.
As Mother's Day is approaching, I write down a few words to wish all the loving mothers in the world good health and a long life!