I don't know how you feel after reading the sentence "The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind will not stop". Next, let's take a look at the tree, which is quiet but windy, and the child wants to raise it. Welcome to read the reference.
The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't want to adopt a son, and relatives don't want to feel it. There is a kind of love that you can take and enjoy at will. It always takes care of you in every way, but it doesn't want you to return anything. Is this called love? Maternal love? The greatest love in the world.
? A loving mother loves her son, not to repay her kindness? . Over the years, my mother has taken care of us selflessly, warmly and lovingly, and let us grow up happily without worry.
Although maternal love is not as strict as fatherly love, it is as heavy as a mountain and as deep as the sea. It is a melodious staff, writing the true feelings of the world.
Motherly love is a kite in trouble. When you are depressed, elegant melody floats and your eyes are green.
Motherly love is a breeze in frustration. When you are lonely and disappointed, it brings peace and awakens your confused heart.
Motherly love is a string of waves in suffering. When you are sad and lost, I will build a strong sail for you and sweep away the misty melancholy.
? I didn't know my parents when I loved them. When you can't stand all kinds of pressures brought by the outside world, your mother holds up a sky for you and resists all storms; When you fight the blue sky, it is your mother who gives you wings to fly.
Because our life course has been integrated into every wave, every exhortation, every laugh, every melody, every look and every footprint of our mother's life? On the bumpy journey of life, my mother gave us the most cordial and sincere care, always gave us selfless dedication and gave us the brilliant meaning of life. As long as we are good at capturing the light of maternal love with our heart, maternal love will emerge from the clouds, like a rainbow after rain, bathed in the sun peacefully. When we open our hearts and feel with the release of our hearts. Therefore, we listen to the notes of maternal love, which is a faint joy between heaven and earth and melts into all the splendor of life.
The long river of time and space is running endlessly, looking back at the past years and recalling the past. The sail of that memory is raised in our hearts, and there is always Qian Qian's yearning and aftertaste. Mother's love is our reliance. Therefore, our hearts are full of gratitude to our mother.
? The poor inherit the wind. ? For the sake of children, the mother would rather let the dust strip off her former face, let the frost and snow dye her hair white, and let the years carve wrinkles on her forehead and canthus. No matter how heavy the life is, you can't cross those weak shoulders. Even rough days can't erase hope for the future. Even the hard years can't blur those bright eyes full of longing.
? When the mother instrument hangs down, it is bright and the night platform is silent. ? Mother dyed the colorful colors of our youth with all the love in her heart; With persistent faith, cast the glory of our years; Use warm words to spur us to go forward bravely.
Mother is a great kindness to us. Even if we often serve on our knees, it is difficult to repay our mother's kindness to us.
Maternal love is like a mountain, and I am a grain of sand on this mountain; Motherly love is like the sea, and I am a boat on this sea; If maternal love is spring, I am a drop of water in spring. Motherly love is speechless, which is naturally a kind of emotion; Motherly love is silent, which is a kind of vitality.
Motherly love is not as fragrant as birds and flowers in spring, enthusiasm and boldness in summer, fruitful results in autumn and fragrant wintersweet in winter. All it has is a sigh-like melody, playing a hymn of hope. Melodious songs resound through the land of China, shaking the colorful scenery of mountains and rivers and giving infinite vitality and hope to everything in the world. Because maternal love is a flower in bud, full of fairy dew and dew. When everything on the earth began to sprout, maternal love began to flow with fairy dew and dew, leaving a string of deep or shallow footprints that flowed into everyone's heart valley.
After all, maternal love is with everyone, leaving only gratitude in the fresh world. It is a post station where our hearts are exhausted and rest, the homecoming of distant wanderers, the most poetic chapter in apricot blossoms, full of colorful dreams?
Of course, don't always think that a mother's love for her children is innate. Don't always think that her mother is a brilliant cloud that will accompany us forever. Don't always think that her mother is a tall pine and cypress standing by us forever. Don't always think that her mother is a breeze that will always haunt us. As we all know, time cruelly destroys old people. What's more, human life is so short.
? The tree wants to be quiet and the wind will not stop, and the son wants to be filial and not kiss. ? People may miss many things in their life. But since you missed the sun, don't miss the moon again; Since you missed the moon, don't miss the stars again.
? Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? ? No matter the ends of the earth, don't miss repaying your mother's kindness-the greatest regret in the world is this!
No matter where we are, a mother's love for her children always haunts us. Because mother needs our love, we need her love more.
Motherly love is like pure water, although it is light but delicious; Motherly love is like a quiet lotus flower, which blooms without ostentation; Motherly love is like a tree in a hot summer day, which gives people coolness. Motherly love is a landscape in the journey of life. Without it, the journey is not so interesting.
? Parents are the best in the world, and children are the most filial. ? The hardest thing in the world is the kindness of parents. Why don't we honor our parents with feedback and gratitude?
? Zhu Dexiao first? . Filial piety is a fine tradition and virtue of the Chinese nation.
Let's offer our filial piety together and sincerely wish all mothers in the world peace, happiness, health and happiness!
It is not only the eternal theme of mankind that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind wants to feed it, but the relatives do not wait for the second maternal love. We give it too many interpretations and too many connotations. There is no soul-stirring historical epic, no shocking reversal of stormy waves, and a mother's love is like a spring rain, a clear song that moistens things silently for a long time. Contemporary essayist Yu wrote in an article:? The starting point of all travelers is always to say goodbye to their mother? And their destination is aging? Old people in their twilight years can't help crying to their mothers, and they can't help crying that they are back and wandering? .
? I am in my mother's arms, my mother is on the boat, and the boat is on the moonlight sea. ? There is a harsh smell in the light, which is the love my mother gave me. When the lost eyes are innocent, the mother's care is the most memorable. The burden of knowledge is so heavy, in the middle of the night, it is my mother's shadow that accompanies me to study. Maternal love is crimson, a crimson sea. Although it surges occasionally, it is too deep love.
When you are calm, everything will become easy. When you touch the sea, you will deeply feel a kind of boiling slurry, which is warm all the time. With maternal love, mankind will move from desolation to the prosperity of civilization; With maternal love, society moves from indifference and severity to peace and well-being; With maternal love, we move from melancholy to singing, from stupidity to wisdom; With maternal love, there will be the beginning of life, the continuation of history, the germination of reason and the return of human nature.
? Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. ? The trickle of maternal love moistens our life like a drizzle. When we walk into the school, get a pen and record the notes of love, maternal love is the truest love. Motherly love is the ultimate destination of wanderers and a clear spring that nourishes children's hearts. With the children sipping and sipping, it is endless. Therefore, the lingering maternal love is integrated into the children's laughter and tears. Motherly love is like an idyll, far away and pure, elegant and light; Motherly love is a landscape painting. Wash away the lead carving and leave it fresh and natural. Motherly love is like a affectionate song, melodious and melodious, singing softly; Motherly love is a warm wind, which blows away the snow and brings infinite spring.
Motherly love is a lifetime of laughter and a wandering yearning. Motherly love is the concern and anxiety of children before their sickbed. Motherly love is the ardent expectation of their children's growth. When I think of my mother, my depression will turn into high emotions; When I think of my mother, wasting time will become great pride; When I think of my mother, the wandering wanderer will sprout the desire to go home; Thinking of my mother, my wandering heart found a home. Time is like water, and the years are fleeting. How many memories disappear like water, but we have never changed our thoughts of our mother. The warbler goes to swallow, and the spring goes. Her face is getting older and her hair is as white as snow. The child is growing up day by day, but the mother is aging day by day.
When the children see the white-haired mother in the high hall, they will jump into her arms and shed tears! Motherly love is also the eternal theme of literature and music. Literati write articles on the topic of maternal love, moistening things silently; The musicians are mainly maternal love, and the tunes they play are soft and beautiful, with a long aftertaste. ? The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. But how much love there is in that inch-long grass, have you got three rays of spring? . Meng Jiao, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, experienced ups and downs, poverty and sadness, but his mother's smile always lingered in his mind. Knowing his mother's future, he couldn't hide the smile on his face, couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, shook off the tired wind and frost on the top of his clothes, brushed away the dust accumulated in his heart, and took his wife and children to meet his mother outside Liyang City.
Green grass, fragrant flowers, white clouds and clear rivers are filled with endless thoughts of my son. Mother and son depend on each other, with tears in their eyes, holding their mother's warm hand and looking at her old face. They couldn't help crying and were filled with emotion. Under Meng Jiao's pen, this poem "Ode to a Wanderer", full of maternal love, was melted and cast, sincere and profound, and passed down for thousands of years. Du Fu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, lived in exile all his life.
After the Anshi rebellion, I returned to my hometown, and the countryside was deserted, and things were different. Bitter and sad, seeing things hurt the body, he combined the feelings of worrying about the country and the people with the feelings of missing his mother, and wrote a touching Homelessness. ? A mother who is always in pain and has been ill for a long time, appoints a ditch flow for five years. I was born weak and sour about life. Life is homeless, why is it steaming! ? The words are sad and sad enough to make people feel generous and shed tears for generations.
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Cai Wenji was taken captive to Xiongnu by mutinous soldiers and left his hometown, and Wan Li fled. When they were redeemed by China's envoy, the mother and son said goodbye, tears filled their eyes, and relatives and friends said goodbye, which made them sad. She wrote in an angry poem: I have been released, so I should abandon my son. Heaven belongs to people, so there is no time to say goodbye. Crying and moving, when you reply to doubts? . Sad, sad, sad voice, it makes people cry. People in the Tang dynasty once wrote Hu Jia's songs on this topic, which seemed to cry rather than cry, and a strong feeling of mother and son permeated the tune. Maternal love is great and selfless. It immerses everything and fills the space between heaven and earth! Expand the long scroll of history, shake off the dust of history, and interpret the lingering maternal love. At this time, the wandering soul found a home.
The tree wanted to be quiet, but the wind didn't stop the children from wanting to support it. The third mother has been staying at home since she retired, with almost nothing to do every day. Life is particularly boring.
Mother has been using this old machine. Now playing WeChat and making friends have become the daily life of silver-haired people. In order to let my mother know what is happening in the world without leaving home, I bought her a smart phone and taught her how to use WeChat.
With WeChat, my mother is no longer lonely, and she keeps drawing on the screen with her mobile phone every day. Watching the news, catching up with colleagues, interacting with relatives and friends, retirement life began to enrich.
Every time my mother chats with me, she presses the touch screen button and speaks to me with voice into the microphone of the mobile phone. ? Come to dinner this weekend. I bought your favorite prawn today? 、? Don't lose your temper at work. Getting along with colleagues is the most important thing. From family chores to work and life, we all talked with great interest.
Since we have WeChat, even if we don't meet, we can talk from a distance, and contact is really convenient. But after a long time, troubles followed, which once gave me? Lahei? Mother's impulse.
Mom's circle of friends often forwards some articles about chicken soup for the soul, health knowledge, how to be filial to parents and how to educate children. Every time she will not only forward it to me specially, but also let me talk about my feelings. To be honest, I feel that what she forwarded is all some? Poisonous chicken soup? 、? False health? There are all kinds of incredible contents, and young people will not believe these words. So my mother asked me to talk about her feelings. I was extremely impatient and often made my mother unhappy.
From all kinds of selfies to life feelings, they are sent to friends circle every day. Something I was just spitting out at will, unexpectedly caught my mother's attention. One night, my wife and I had an argument about washing dishes, and her wife broke the bowl in a rage. I was so angry that I sent it to my circle of friends. I didn't expect my mother to come all night to stop the fight. I didn't feel relieved to leave until I saw that we had made up. In fact, there will inevitably be bumps and bumps in husband and wife's life. If mother doesn't persuade them, we will still make up the next day. In the eyes of the mother, the little things of the daughter-in-law are big things.
Always like this. As long as my mother sees my annoying language in the circle of friends, she will be very anxious and worried, and she will keep asking questions, which makes me feel that my life is being watched by her, so I just? Lahei? I lost my mother and didn't let her see my dynamics.
My mother was very angry when she found out, and she was full of opinions about me. It is unfilial to say that not letting her pay attention to my dynamics means disrespect and distrust her. After several comforts and apologies, my mother calmed down.
After this incident, I found that my mother seldom praised and commented on my dynamics. I was puzzled by her unusual behavior, so I called my mother and asked her why she didn't interact with me these days. Then mother said:? Mom is getting older and older. I don't know why, I don't see you every day, and I am particularly worried. Since we have WeChat, we can get your news and know your life at any time every day. Mom feels much more down-to-earth, but we have to interfere in your life. Recently, my mother figured it out. It's better not to get involved in your young people's lives, and consciously stay away from your circles and let you live your own lives.
After listening to my mother's story, I really realized my mother's inner difficulties. It turns out that she is obsessed with WeChat and keen to interact with me, all in order to get closer to my world and give me more care.
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