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Great happiness
A lot of times, I've been thinking about it
Why do people slowly get older
People get older, whether they become cute or scary
Now, my eighty-year-old mother is really old
Walking trembling
I held her like a withered straw
I can't remember how cold the winter was when I was a kid
My mother carried me and wrapped it in her large cotton jacket
Take me to the production team for labor
Go to someone else's oil lamp and go down to do needlework
Sometimes my mother would hand me a piece of cold sweet potato
In this way I nibbled at hunger and lamentation, poverty and strength
Growing up day by day
When she grew up, my mother suddenly became terrible
Sometimes they beat me with sticks
Drive me to school, to find food, to go to the world
Gradually I got used to the indifference outside
Accustomed to the warmth of the world
Get used to the days when your parents aren't around
Sometimes it is even accustomed to forgetting the presence of the mother
Today, I have gray hair
Back to my mother again
Finding my mother's aging was more terrifying than I thought
The look of anticipation in her eyes made me feel uneasy all the time
My mother no longer had the courage to drive me away
I often tugged at the corners of my clothes, like a child
I was afraid I was going to leave
I sat down and spoke to my mother
My mother snuggled up to me tightly
At this time, I suddenly felt
When I was a child, I snuggled into my mother's arms
And now mother snuggled in my arms
It is also a great happiness
Author: Wen Jianguo, a native of Juancheng, Shandong, has long been engaged in news reporting in the army and localities, and occasionally has poetry, essays, and novels appearing in the army and local newspapers and periodicals. There are not many works, but they are constantly striving for excellence. He is currently a teacher at Juancheng No.1 Middle School.
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