"Son, your birthday is coming! Don't forget to cook some noodles and add two eggs for your birthday! Mom is not around, you should take care of yourself ... "
Since I was admitted to the military school that year and left my mother's side, every year when my birthday is approaching, my mother always calls me and tells me that I want noodles and eggs for my birthday. In fact, when I grow up, I don't think birthdays are that important, so I don't understand why my mother has to let me eat noodles and eggs. Later, I learned that eating noodles is to hope that I will live a long and healthy life, without disease or disaster. Eating eggs is to hope that good luck will roll in like eggs in the new year. I know, at home, my mother will cook me a bowl of hot noodles and two white eggs on my birthday, and even if she is busy, she will call me every year when she leaves home. Such a small thing, but it contains mother's endless love.
Hanging up the phone, thinking about the years when I left home, my mother has been worried about it.
When I first entered the military camp, I was thousands of miles away from home. Facing a strange city, a stranger, thinking about my mother and a warm home, my heart is different. I called my mother. Hearing her familiar voice, I couldn't help it any longer. I was in tears. "Mom, I want to go home!" "Mom has no words that she usually cares about, and her calm tone is full of strength: Son, you are a soldier now, which is mom's pride. You should work hard, don't miss home, don't miss your mother. Your father and I trust you and support you at home. The maladjustment in front of you is only temporary. You should be strong ... This phone call has been made for a long time. Listening to my mother's encouragement, I wiped the tears from my eyes and embarked on a new journey with my parents' hopes and dreams.
"When you grow up, you must be a useful person to the country and society." My mother taught me this since I was a child. So I was admitted to the military school, and my mother was very happy. My mother always encourages me and tells me not to give up when I encounter difficulties or setbacks at work. Because of this, I always like to draw strength from my mother when I am confused and can't persist. On the contrary, I never told her about my illness and injury. Because she is not with her mother, no matter how small the injury is, she will feel heavy in her heart.
"Children are worried for thousands of miles." Since I arrived in the army, my mother has hardly taken the initiative to call me. She is afraid that my busy phone call will affect her work, so she is waiting for me to call her every Saturday. The only time my mother called me voluntarily was on the weekend when I was ill. I am ill in hospital. I didn't call home this weekend because I was afraid my mother would worry. My mother probably couldn't wait. The video called me and I answered it. My mother saw me in the hospital and asked me many questions. I told her that a little cold would be over soon, so don't worry. She said she wasn't worried and let me take the medicine myself. I know she can't let go. Sure enough, the next weekend, I turned on my mobile phone, and all the missed calls were from my mother. I went back immediately. As soon as my mother answered the phone, she asked, Son, are you sick? Still have a fever? ..... I didn't get in a word until my mother asked about it. My mother's concerned tone made me feel that she was anxiously waiting for the phone to connect. I told her: it's done, don't worry. She didn't forget to tell me: the weather is getting cold, and your mother is not around. You should take care of yourself.
Mom's love is selfless! When she can't be by your side, she wants someone like her to love and protect you.
My mother always said that home is where my mother is. These years, far from home, although there is no mother, the warmth of home has never left. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, Spring Festival and birthday, my mother always worries that I can't live outside alone. She always calls me and tells me a lot. In fact, during those years in the army, my comrades and I sweated on the runway, learned skills in equipment, and explored in bunkers ... Everything around us has long been an indispensable part of my life. I am as close as brothers to these comrades-in-arms. This is my home. I've always wanted to say to my mother: mom, don't worry anymore. I'm fine in this home. Every birthday, you worry that I can't eat noodles or eggs. My comrades-in-arms and brothers will be ready for me early. We get together every holiday and feel as warm as home. When we encounter setbacks and difficulties on the road of growth, we all support and encourage each other. Don't worry about nobody taking care of me when I'm sick. Their consideration is as delicate as yours. ...
Mom, you always want a warm place, like home, where I can stay without you. I found it. This place is the army. I've grown up, too. I will work hard and be firm in my heart, guarding this home in a foreign land and guarding you in the distance.
Motherly love is the sun on the dream road, which illuminates the way forward when I am confused; Motherly love is a good medicine to cure pain. When I am sick and injured, I will be cured. Motherly love comes from distant care.
Work unit: Political Work Department of Yunnan Armed Police Corps
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