Ju Fajun: There is no mother's day to want to call the mother

There is no mother's day to want to call the mother

Author | Ju French army

Falling from the croak

The first thing you see is the mother

Learn the language from the babbling

The first sound that comes out is the mother

Mother is the first warmth of the child

The mother is kind at first sight

Since then, the mother has been

It became an umbrella to cover the rain

Windshield walls

It has become an unchanging concern

A lifelong love sausage

There is no mother's day

I want to scream at the lady

Fall asleep peacefully from swaddling

To toddler

Then walk into the academy

It's all a drop of milk and a bowl of rice

Nurture yourself

Never forget

The night before the first time I left home

It was the mother who had not slept all night

Two tears

Pick up the trip away from home for yourself

A pair of melaleuca bottoms

It contained the wisps of love between the mother and the child

A bunch of pancakes

Involved in the mother and child's strong affection

Two pairs of tearful eyes

Rubbed into the mother and child's yiyi long...

There is no mother's day

I want to scream at the lady

In my mind, I can't erase it at any time

The kind appearance of the mother

Every time I go home

The familiar figure at the mouth of the village is full of anticipation

Staring into the distance was Niang

Every time you leave home

Standing at the mouth of the alley, waving affectionately

The tearful eyes are still the mother

The child is always the concern of the mother

Mother is always a safe haven for children

Whenever you want

Will not forget

The time when the mother was leaving

The mother's eyes were full of helplessness and helplessness

The face is still the same

It was kept full of relief and peace

I clasped my mother's hand tightly

Face pressed against the mother's chest

I'm going to listen to it

Mother's last heartbeat

I'm going to suck it up

The last hint of milk in the mother

There is no mother's day

I want to scream at the lady

The first Spring Festival after the mother left

Return to your hometown from a small town

I went into the house

The woman in her throat was not out yet

Tears in his eyes

This is the hometown of the mother

Now it can only be regarded as an old house

That's what I really know

The old home without a mother can only be called a room

Heavy footsteps stepped into the door of the house

The full house is cozy when there is a mother

Now it's cold and empty

There is no hot tea made by the mother

I can't smell the rice cooked by the mother again

Two hands on the wall

Cool as a heart...

It's New Year's Day, where have you been

My mother

There is no mother's day

I want to scream at the lady

Walk out of the house again

The legs seemed to be filled with lead paste

Arrived at the mouth of the alley

Habitually the door turned back and waved

But I didn't see my mother standing in the alley to send me

Look back

Let the tears flow indulgently

It's a good day to have a mother

Children have nothing and no mothers

Walked through the years with my feet

Heart walked into Daddy

Don't wait for time

Stop waiting for money

Stop saying it's really busy...

Cherish the days of having a mother

Can't wait when you have a mother

Whenever possible

Just spend more time with your mother-in-law

Don't be like me

Even the screaming lady has become a luxury

There is no mother's day

I want to scream at the lady

Back and forth in my head

They are all the sounds and smiles of the mother

The back of the toil

The backbone that carries the years

My heart is full of mixed feelings

All kinds of entanglements

It was like a boulder hitting the atrium of my heart

There is no mother's day

It was so helpless and wandering

There is no mother's day

It is such sorrow and sorrow

There is no mother's day

My heart was so bleak and desolate

There is no mother's day

I really want to scream lady

Written on Mother's Day on May 8, 2022