What are the poems, novels and essays describing maternal love?

Mom, I always spoil my mother now and treat her as a wayward child. When she went out, I put my shoes on the insole. When she came back, my slippers were there again. As long as I am at home, I always care about her teacup. Seeing that the teacup was empty, I took it and continued to heat the tea. Every night before going to bed, I would wander around her room to see if the windows were closed and the curtains were closed. Then I would help her make the quilt, rush into the copper soup bowl and put it under the bed. Then watch TV with her for a while, talk for a while and laugh for a while, as far as possible under her knees. I often stare at her when she is not looking, stick to her for a long time, and my heart is full of pity for her. Mom is really old, her hair is all white, her thin body is like a willow branch in the cold wind, dry and sad, but her eyes are still so bright and childish. Tell me that she is just an old child. My mother was born in a big family, but I haven't seen her in its heyday. At that time, it coincided with the war and the family background had declined. It is said that my mother's grandparents are very rich. When my grandmother got married, the wedding procession walked from street to street. The first one has arrived at my grandfather's house, and the last one hasn't left home yet. At that time, the spectacular scene attracted thousands of people, and everyone came to see Miss Zhang's wedding. My mother lived a luxurious life when she was young, because my grandfather's family was already very rich, and my grandmother was rich in dowry, so was the wealth of assets in the local area. However, wars broke out frequently, and the land was gradually sold, and the grain farm changed hands. My grandmother took out the married gold, silver and bronze wares one by one and sold them at a low price. In the end, even the wood was sold, and the family property also declined. Grandma's family is good, her fingers have never moved, and she has no talent except embroidery. However, the decline of her family doomed her to never hire a domestic worker again, life became more and more difficult, and grandma became ill. My mother was young at that time. Aside from these trivial matters, she lived and grew up happily like a boy in the relaxed and enlightened family environment of her grandparents, and was valued. At the age of four, she went to a private school with her sister who was eight years older than her. Her husband is their uncle and loves my mother very much. The ruler is always up and down, unlike hitting other students. After studying for several years, she didn't delay climbing trees, digging nests and catching fish and shrimp with the boys. Grandma sometimes says anxiously to her grandfather, "My feet are never wrapped, and my temper is wild. How can I get it? " ? You don't care about her, and you will lose your husband's family in the future. "Grandpa listens to grandma, but refuses to listen to children's education. Instead, he advised her, "You don't know what's going on outside. Now the daughter's house is out of fashion, and she is raised like a boy. Besides, we have no boys, only two girls, so you don't have to worry. "She didn't feel the hardships of life until her mother was a little older, her grandfather was deaf, her grandmother was sick, and her only sister was married away. Because grandpa suddenly became deaf, she started herding cattle with him at the age of eight or nine. When she came home, she had to take care of her sick mother. At this time, her grandmother gave birth to a younger brother, and the younger brother wanted her to look after him. My sick grandmother finally passed away after spending all the money in the family. The burden of life suddenly fell on my mother's tender shoulders, when she was only fifteen or sixteen. In order to make a living, she stopped going to school. Even though her grades were the best at that time, she could only sit on the back of a cow with a book, so that her deaf grandfather cried and felt sorry for her favorite daughter. Mother hugged her father and said, "God never shuts one door but he opens another. I can't let you and your brother starve. It is not important whether you study or not. "Mom did as she said. She and her little sister went to the East China Sea to wipe grass seeds, dig Chinese medicine in the wasteland, fish with fishing nets, and grow vegetables and crops in front of and behind the house like an old farmer. In fact, she didn't let grandpa and little brother starve to death, and even saved some money to secretly change a gold ring for herself, hoping to use this ring as her dowry. Mother married to the East Gate at the age of eighteen. At this time, it has been turned upside down. Dong Jia, a poor tenant farmer, is an official outside for a revolutionary soldier. His family is even better than that of his grandparents. When he got married, he already had the only brick house in the area, and his family also built a bed account. The dowry my mother can bring is just a set of carved three-piece wardrobe, a green cabinet, two camphor wood boxes, a copper basin frame, a copper washbasin, three copper stoves (two hand stoves and one foot stove), a copper soup bowl and a small gold ring she saved herself. Of course, there are still some artifacts in my grandparents' house. Grandpa tried to ask my mother to bring more, but her mother refused. There is a deaf father and a twelve-year-old brother at home. She can't help worrying about her father's livelihood and her brother's future marriage. When my mother got married, my father just graduated from school and worked as a village doctor in the village. Except for a semi-brick house, he is penniless, and even the wedding quilt is borrowed. The day after the marriage, someone came to take it away. My mother shed tears when she looked at the dusty yellow tires and reeds on the bed after the quilt was removed. Soon she wiped away her tears and said to her father, "Don't be afraid, as long as you have hands, you can earn everything back. "Two young men and women live a life of eating porridge. Because of love, it is very sweet, and their lives are gradually improving. Mother is the only woman in the village who can read and write. She learned a beautiful abacus from her grandfather who did business since she was a child. The village leader knew her talent and asked her to try accounting. Unexpectedly, she did better than men. Needless to say, with her beautiful handwriting and accurate accounts, she was upgraded to a formal accountant, so she didn't have to go to the team to do farm work. My second aunt saw her mother coming to Tengku and had such a clever son. She is not convinced. She thought that my uncle, who was a big official in other places, had helped me, so she went to my grandfather to judge and change her job. Grandpa scolded her and said, "The third daughter-in-law is an accountant, and her father taught her to go to school. This is not our Dong family's skill. If you are not convinced, it's your father's fault. "My mother gave birth to three children, my brother and sister and me. She calls her brother the dragon girl, her sister the piano girl and I call her the baby. When I was a child, I felt that my mother didn't love me very much. Mother loves her brother very much, not only because he is a son, but also because he is the first child, which plays a leading role. His naughty and eccentric behavior always makes her laugh. My mother loves my sister, too. My sister is very beautiful, and people are as happy and pure as deer, and their temperament is also very supple. I am a little bad guy. I was born bad, which made her difficult to give birth. Later, I often got sick. I am black and thin, and I don't look like a person who can eat every day. I am withdrawn, not as easygoing and optimistic as my sister. My mother's favorite sentence at that time was: "Alas! How can I be good? I'm relieved to be half as good as your sister, but you are a sick child with a strange temper. How will you support yourself in the future? "I don't think about this. For me, my mother is the closest person, so warm in my arms, so gentle in dressing me and so warm in feeding me. As long as I hold her skirt, I can be the happiest person wherever I go. At that time, life was probably hard. I often have to eat porridge with my family, but I can't beat my ingenious mother. She can fry a fragrant green vegetable, while Rob can fry a delicious dish with only a few grains of salt. As for peas, sweet potatoes and peppers, she can dig out countless dishes in her hand, and the family can drink porridge with satisfaction. At that time, my mother was probably trying. Murakami's narrative is very complicated. The clothes and shoes of a family of five have to be rushed after work at night. All three children are spoiled, and their mouths are full of clothes within reach. My father was a doctor at that time, so he couldn't and didn't have time to share the housework for his mother. Grandparents are too old to help her, but she must take care of them. I heard that my mother only slept for three or four hours every night at that time. She was a real diligent mother. But I think my mother was happy at that time. I remember that she often didn't stretch when eating. She just watched us eat there and sat there laughing happily. Really happy. My father is quiet by nature. He is a doctor. He doesn't like to associate with people at ordinary times, and he is always immersed in the spectrum of soup and medicine. My mother has become a person who does great things at home, taking care of everything, which makes the women in our village envious. Because my mother's personality has a sense of urgency and righteousness, the villagers' neighbors ask her for help in urgent matters and argue with her in disputes. When we grow up and go to school, we also know that you don't have to tell your father if you want money, just tell your mother. I remember when my brother was about to graduate from college that year, the school wrote back a letter saying that he wanted a few dollars to buy a gift for his teacher before graduation. My mother searched everything in the house and found only thirty cents, so she went out to borrow money. Who knows that just after leaving a family, several villagers heard this letter and sent it with the remaining money at home. My mother received a sum of money with tears in her eyes, and the workers wrote IOUs and sent them to all families. The total * * * was only five or six dollars, and it was all paid back later, but my mother spent most of her life talking about it. Although I have a strange temperament since I was a child, I respect my mother and always follow her example. The only time I fell out with my mother was for my husband. At that time, my blood was boiling and I was in love. I didn't think too much when I brought my husband home. I just want my family to share my happiness and get their blessing. Who knows that my mother was very dissatisfied at first sight and resolutely refused to allow me to associate with such people. At that time, my husband was a trendy young man with long shawl hair, dark sunglasses and a cigarette in his mouth. He stood beside me and shook his legs, looking small and open. We are all crazy about Chyi Chin and like to sing Wolf in the North. We think this image is the most modern and there is nothing wrong with it. In the face of my mother's unreasonable criticism, I chose a more decisive method to pull my husband out of the house and never go home again, even if my brother and sister advised me. After all, my mother can't help it. After a month, she and her father came to visit me and my husband in our company and brought a lot of things I like to eat. When I left, my mother pulled me aside and secretly asked me with tears, "Is Saburo rude? "Hit you? Don't be afraid if he threatens you. I will fight with him to save you. " Hearing such irrelevant words, I couldn't help laughing and told her that Saburo was very gentle and obedient to me, and there had never been any bloody violence. My mother left with a grain of salt, but she turned around step by step. I was tired of standing on the side of the road and turned around angrily. Later, the family got along for a long time, and my mother realized that her husband was really a soft-hearted and warm-hearted child, and he lost his mother at an early age. She turned around, loved her husband more than my daughter, and often cooked her own food for his benefit. When my mother was young, she suffered so much. She thought she could enjoy the happiness of her children and grandchildren when she was old, but she didn't expect that after 50 years old, she began to suffer from chronic diseases. The first is diarrhea. I visited countless places and found countless famous doctors, but I couldn't diagnose the symptoms. It was not until people were out of shape that they were diagnosed with ulcerative colitis. No medicine can cure it, but they are not dead. A year ago, my mother began to feel inexplicable pain again, and her joints were swollen and deformed. After checking one hospital after another, I still can't diagnose what the disease is. I am still suffering from inexplicable pain, and I often wake up at three or four o'clock at night. Mom said she didn't have time to sleep when she was young, but she wouldn't sleep when she was old. It seems that she can't make up for sleep in her life. Mother became suspicious and sick after her illness. Because the condition is different from others, either it can't be found or it can't be cured, so I'm disappointed. I have always suspected that doctors are not careful in their investigation and their medical skills are not good. They run to big cities again and again, hoping to find a panacea every time. After the results came out, they came back disappointed and asked us tearfully, "Have all the blood been pumped out and not changed yet?" Didn't you collude with the doctor to lie to me? I'm afraid my symptoms are very serious, right? ..... "She said:" Now the days are so good that I don't worry about food, drink and clothes, but I have these diseases. I can't eat or sleep, and I'm really unwilling. I have no other ideas. I want to have such a good day for a few more years. "Although my mother is ill, she won't come to the children's house to make trouble. She has always insisted on living in her hometown. Whenever we go to pick her up and come to the city to raise her, she will make an excuse and say that her father can take good care of her. In fact, we know that a clumsy father can't even cook and has no habit of sweeping the court. What about the caregivers? My mother doesn't want to leave home, but she can't bear to live with her father. After my father retires, we will pick him up again, and she won't be very stubborn. Once, I was lucky enough to take her to my home. I was very happy at that time, because every day when I came home from work, my mother always opened the door to meet me and called me baby. My baby was ten years old at that time. When I conjured the same dish from the kitchen and put it on the table, my mother was surprised, happy and distressed: "Isn't that dish for you to cook?" "You are so busy at work that no one helps you with the housework. You have to take care of Bao Xiao, and you have to be distracted and worry about your mother. You are so tired, your mother is leaving! " My mother is angry with my husband for playing games and reading books when he comes home. I suggested to her, "Saburo is very busy at work, and he is exhausted at work. When he gets home, he should be given a rest. Besides, he can't do housework, he will only make things worse. You don't have to talk about him. " My mother ignored these and ordered her husband when I was away: "Third, take out the garbage! Mop the floor! Fold the quilt after getting up! ..... "The husband listened to her and tried to do everything she arranged. When I was carrying my mother behind my back, my husband smiled and said to me, "You said my mother didn't love you. I don't think so. She would rather abuse her son-in-law than take it out on her daughter. " Every time I hear this, I say, "This old lady!" My eyes are red and my heart is warm. I feel that I am the happiest person in the world. My mother stayed in my house for less than two years, and because she couldn't bear my hard work, she decided to go back to her hometown and let her father take care of her. I don't agree. One afternoon, she secretly packed her things and took a taxi back. On the way, she called me. I cried in the office and wouldn't let her go. My mother said, "silly girl, I'm going home to accompany your father." How much time do we spend together? " Since then, my mother has never lived in our house for a long time. Before going to the hospital, she just wanted to stay at home. No matter how much we insist on keeping her, even sometimes we drive back to pick her up, we won't stay long. Although I can't bear to part with her, I know she can't bear to part with me. Only then did I realize how much we appreciate each other's feelings, so I will often go home to see her. Sometimes I can't go back for a long time, just thinking that she is alone at home, holding the quilt she covered, and taking it out to dry with tears. Now, whether I go back to my hometown to see her or she comes to our house occasionally, I always try my best to spoil my mother, just as she spoiled me when I was a child. I hope she can live longer and longer, because a daughter loved by her mother is the happiest daughter in the world.