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Time seems to have traveled through time and space, and it is back to childhood! The past of childhood is like happening in front of your eyes, vividly remembered...
I was a post-70s, flipping through the memories in my head, in that era was not enough to eat, not enough to wear!
In my memory, when I was a child, the clothes I wore were all worn by my brother after they were worn by my brother. After it is broken, my mother will have to take it to sew and mend it! I grew up in old clothes.
I remember that I was probably 8 years old, and it was almost the New Year, and my mother bought me a new set of clothes! I was a little big when I put it on, and it was awkward! Hand sleeves, pant legs all have to be rolled up part!
My mother told me to take good care of this dress! You can only wear it during the New Year' Day. Wait until the next year's New Year, and wear it again! Usually, it cannot be worn.
Plus after the new year, I'm going to school! To pay tuition, there is no more money to buy clothes!
From the age of 8, often at night, I could see my mother, sitting on the edge of the bed sewing clothes!
I remember one night, because my mother asked me to carry a lamp next to me, my mother was able to wear needlework! I saw my mom and there were tears in my eyes! I asked my mom, mom, how did you cry! After my mother listened, she just hugged me tightly... Now that I think about it, my heart is sour!
I only started preschool when I was 8 years old. In my memory, from the beginning of the preschool class until the end of the primary school, I was the class leader and had excellent academic performance! It was a baby bump in my mom's eyes!
Since the age of 10, my mother has taught me to carry water, cook rice, and stir-fry! There are also rice spikes, peanuts, frog fishing! Doing farm work and so on... The only thing I don't teach is to do laundry, saying that I am afraid that I will lose my clothes!
Wait until I go to middle school. I just learned that my mother was afraid that I would lose my clothes, that I would not be able to wash them clean, and that I would wear them to others!
There is a saying in our hometown: some people laugh ugly, no one laughs to make up! To put it bluntly: some people will laugh, others wear dirty clothes, but no one will laugh at other people wearing sewn clothes!
Reminiscing about my childhood will frame my thoughts about my late mother...
I can't forget my mother's tearful eyes, I can't forget my mother's teachings to me!
I can't forget that after I grew up, the first time I went out to make a living, my mother waved goodbye and turned around to the back of the moment...
Can't forget... There are so many things I can't forget... Yu Qi said that I can't forget my childhood memories, rather than I can't forget my attachment to my mother...
I also know that the dead are gone, and the living need to be strong! It was only after touching the string in my heart that I felt tears in my eyes... I'm not in the mood to write it down again...
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