People always have to go through some things in this life to understand something. Everyone has their own way of living, and everyone has their own outlook on life.
Grandma Yang Benfen is 83 years old and wrote her fourth book, "Beans, Sesame, Tea", in which several articles about marriage, life and death, and love are recorded.
In the seemingly ordinary life, there are also extraordinary. The seemingly trivial things become warm and touching after Grandma Yang's pen.
Regarding marriage, some people say that falling in love can be vigorous, but it's good to live a plain life.
For a woman, marriage is her second life. Grandma Yang's Mrs. Qin, who was not cared for by her parents in her childhood, has been growing up in grief. When he was 16 years old, he was sold by his father to a man in his 30s. However, her life did not look any better. So much so that he later experienced a second and third marriage.
She herself fell ill, her father's beating, the ravages of her second husband, and the cancer of her third husband made her physically and mentally exhausted when she was over half a hundred years old. However, in order to make a living, she had to pick up garbage, picking up vegetable leaves, bacon, and all kinds of things that could be exchanged for money.
She had a miserable life, and her three marriages did not allow her to live a good life. She has been running away all her life, she can't stand the life brought by the first marriage, she can't stand the physical devastation brought by the second marriage, and the third marriage is happy for her, but fate seems to have played a joke on her again, her husband has cancer, plus a stroke, and she can't take care of herself. She had to take care of it herself.
She said: "It's good to be alive. I still care about what kind of injury, if the injury can be recorded, then, from birth to now, my heart has long been full of holes. ”
When it comes to love, motherly love is the greatest love in this world. For a child, her mother is the harbor of her life.
When Grandma Yang recalls the days with her mother, it is very simple and warm. It's easy to think of your own mother, and think of the days when you were by your mother's side when you were a child.
Grandma Yang's mother was old and accidentally fractured her tail vertebrae. Grandma Yang went back to take care of her mother, and some of the interactions between her and her mother were ordinary, but they made people feel very warm.
Comb your mother's hair, wash your mother's face, and feed your mother. Every little thing reminds us of our own mother. Reminiscing with my mother about selling pigs and falling into a pond when I was a child.
Mother's love is the best love. Mother's love is warm love. Mother's love is the greatest love.
Life may be like this, plain and noisy, only in the noise can we feel the warmth and feel the fireworks.