When the morning found that this is a let people have no spirit day, from morning till night white wind blowing, all the scenery outside the window is misty, frontage overlying a layer of thin and broken bits of snowflakes, they are with strong wind does not stop in the courtyard light dance float in the sky, looks a bit like a fairy tale book Fairy Dress Lace Skirt sing merrily and dance gracefully, and such a beautiful picture undoubtedly originally is very barren bleak vast wilderness adds a little life aura...
Recently always see mother's increasingly unable to look, be in the blues seem to have some tired look doped them, as if to her life has no surprise, as long as the front of a good day will be like, looking at her this pair of negative tired like I was naturally uncomfortable; suddenly, the mind into a long time ago saw in the blog, probably the meaning is this: for every girl or woman, in addition to the world's most beloved children should worry about people is their parents, particularly mothers, because she is giving us life and soul, born from October pregnancy until a baby officially set foot on the journey of life, the mother should pay is a woman's whole! Can imagine, in the delivery room after shout oneself hoarse, sweating crying, but their future long years of river of small prelude, then have to face those There's no telling the sour, sweet, bitter, hot and grief at separation and joy in union is real life challenges. However, as children do we place oneself in others'position thought about the feelings of parents? Maybe only when covered all over with cuts and bruises or be driven into a corner will think there is a warm embrace can rely on; yes, even if the whole world had looked down or your indifference, but they can closely to keep in your side, stretched out his hand gently stroked your injured you kindly face, looked at you, would like to encourage the salutary influence of education and comfort to the innermost, make a magic power you scarred and intangible, let you have the courage to deal with all kinds of hardships and tribulations of life... However, the moment when we experienced numerous thorns swamps and sad laughter adult, but suddenly found has been quietly standing behind him to support parents, is like a piece of autumn and winter season shake and crumble leaves no angry to sit there, looking at the silver haired and spot spot wrinkles, suddenly, that section sections have already been distant past we deliberately forget floating in the eyes to clearly; the Mixed passing fragments as a long cherished yellow old photos, witness our common experience of dribs and drabs, a father's generous chest and hearty laughter which, as well as our mother with great care when riding in the father's neck, but it all with the passing of the years gone, like the song that, where are all the time...
In writing this essay mind suddenly emerge out of some fragments of CCTV broadcasting series "parents love", which relate to their grandpa grandma's life experiences, their stories have always been like the reality version of the fairy tale love let me believe love can last saved. Words, more than 60 years ago, in a remote occlusion of the small mountain village, a bit away from home for many years, in a hail of bullets in the safe return of the people's Liberation Army cavalry soldier, being married was known locally as the most knowledgeable, capable girl; the bride can not only read good song dance, even the city Song and dance troupe had intended to recruit she joined the league, only because her thought too old conservative mother insisted on stop just miss the opportunity, I am afraid this is the bride heart forever cannot erase the pain... To go through fire and water in the battlefield for nearly ten years people, thirty years of age to marry a girl as pretty as a flower of the cardamom as a wife, not a blessing?