From then on, there is no more laughter in my world; In my eyes, I will never see spring flowers again!
It has been more than a year since my mother left me. Although years have diluted many memories, I miss my mother more and more.
That winter, a phone call "My mother is ill in hospital" made me go home day and night in a foreign land. In anxious to return's mood, I prayed to God countless times to bless my mother's safety, even if I traded my life, I would be willing!
However, when I got home, what I touched was my mother's cold hands and her closed eyes without a trace of temperature. It turned out that my mother was ill in hospital, just a white lie told by my family. My world suddenly turned into broken walls, and the cold red coffin abruptly blocked me and my mother from each other!
I grabbed my mother's hand crazily. I want to convey the warmth of your life with my body temperature, just like every winter for many years, every time I come back from outside, you will convey the warmth of my mother's love with your loving hands!
Mom, you left me, went to heaven alone, and left me on earth. Since then, I have lost your care and companionship. Children without mothers walk alone in the world, with no pain to understand, no troubles to complain about, no joy to share, wandering body and mind, only emptiness to accompany!
Mom, how many times in my dream, I dreamed that you covered me with a quilt that I kicked in my dream in the middle of the night, and how many times I recalled that in those poor years, you secretly buried braised pork at the bottom of my bowl, but you were eating pickles and bibimbap. All these vivid pictures left endless sadness!
Mom, you have devoted your life to this family and the children you love. When we grow up and you are old, children want to ask God for a second chance, even if they exchange their lives for the continuation of your life!
Mom, in the days when you left, how many times did you wake up crying in your dreams, but after waking up, you left unforgettable pain.
Since then, the familiar and cordial road to home has become so long. The pace and mood of going home have become so heavy, because in that warm room, I lost my mother forever, leaving only my elderly father, the lonely figure sitting alone in the sunset, and the sad and lonely mood of my children!
Mom, your children are thinking about you, and we want to go back to the past. Even if the years are still poor, at least you have enough love and care to warm our lives and accompany us around the world!
Mom, are you okay in heaven? I still have too many words, but I can't hear your warm answer. In this painful Tomb-Sweeping Day, I will leave my unforgettable thoughts in front of my mother's grave, fall into the dust and turn into clouds.
Meet your mother in heaven and meet in your dream tonight!