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My father endured my mother all my life, and on his deathbed, he said to my mother: The one I am most worried about is you

author:叁柒

In the vast land of Shandong, there is a small village that has been forgotten by time, and the story there is simple and moving, like an ancient folk song, slowly sung in the long river of time. Among them, the most praised are the couple like "Wind" and "Jing Song", who have spent their lives painting a legendary picture of rural love for us.

Flames in the wind

"Wind" is a nickname for mothers, because she is always in a hurry, like an unstoppable whirlwind. Before the first rays of the morning sun had fully awakened the earth, she had already started her busy day. The scythe in her hand shimmered in the sunlight, as if a symbol of her tenacity. In the field, her figure is always so upright and firm, as if nothing can stop her progress.

However, this windy flame is not without tenderness. In the warm harbor of home, my mother always used her rough and warm hands to prepare delicious meals for us, and used her care and patience to care for our growth. Her love, like that blazing flame, is full of warmth, although it is hot.

The years of Shizumatsuchi

In stark contrast to his mother's windy personality, his father's calmness and calmness are like a quiet pine. He was never impatient, never complained, and always silently carried the burden of the family. In the busyness of his mother, he was like a pine tree, standing quietly by the side, giving her the firmest support.

My father endured my mother all my life, and on his deathbed, he said to my mother: The one I am most worried about is you

In his father's character, there is a kind of calm and unhurried wisdom. He is well aware of the hardships and difficulties of life, but he has never flinched or complained about it. He used his actions to tell us: life needs to be savored slowly and every moment needs to be cherished. In him, we see the tranquility and calmness of the years.

Together through thick and thin, hand in hand

Despite their very different personalities, their love is as silent as a drizzle. Although her mother is impatient, her every complaint and nagging reveals her deep love for her father. Although my father was slow and methodical, he was always able to give her the most unwavering support when she needed it most. They face the ups and downs of life together and share the responsibilities of the family.

In my opinion, their love is a tacit and inclusive embodiment. They understand each other, support each other, tolerate each other, and go through every stage of life together. This kind of love, although it does not have ornate vows and romantic moves, is full of sincerity and firmness.

Life and death depend on each other, and the love is deep and long

However, fate is always full of variables. When his father was hospitalized due to illness, his mother did not hesitate to put down everything in her hands and stood by his side day and night. She boiled medicine, fed him, wiped his body, and took care of him meticulously. She never complained about a word of bitterness or tiredness, but just paid silently. And my father never became depressed or complained because of his illness, he always faced life with a smile, bringing endless comfort and strength to his mother.

My father endured my mother all my life, and on his deathbed, he said to my mother: The one I am most worried about is you

In those difficult days, they more deeply realized the deep affection for each other and the firm belief in supporting each other. Their love is sublimated and sublimated between life and death. They use their actions to interpret what true love and family responsibility are.

Eternal waiting and remembrance

However, the disease eventually took his father's life. Before dying, he held his mother's hand tightly and said affectionately: "The luckiest thing in my life is to meet you, and your nagging voice is the most beautiful melody I have ever heard." If there is a next life, I hope to continue to listen to your nagging. The mother replied with tears in her eyes: "You slow son, you have been slow all your life, why can't you wait for me this time?" Although their conversation was short, it was full of affection and reluctance.

After my father left, my mother fell into deep grief. She often sat alone in the yard in a daze, reminiscing about the good times she spent with her father. She told us: "Your father walked slowly, but he walked so firmly and steadily every step of the way. He used his actions to show me what true love and family responsibilities are. "Mother's words make us feel her deep nostalgia and admiration for her father.

epilogue

The love story of Storm and Jingsong allows us to see the simplicity and sincerity of rural love. They have spent their lives interpreting what true love and family responsibility are. Their stories tell us that true love needs tolerance and understanding, true families need to support and care for each other, and true life needs to be bravely faced and cherished.

My father endured my mother all my life, and on his deathbed, he said to my mother: The one I am most worried about is you

In this noisy and complex world, let's remember the couple's love saga and inspire ourselves with their stories. Let us learn to cherish the people around us, learn to tolerate and understand, and learn to face every moment of life with a grateful heart. Because in this world, there is nothing more precious and beautiful than sincere love and the warmth of family.