Feng Jicai: Hundreds of years of mother

There is always a small and beautiful long -life lock hanging on the neck. It was made by the elders with sterling silver. There were some delicate bells falling under the lock, and four words were engraved with the locks: long -lived. These four words are the best blessings for a newborn since the generation, an extreme auspicious discourse, and an out of reach of the world. However, I never thought it could be realized in my loved ones. God gave me such a blessing!

How many people in the world can live to three digits? Who can ask their lives to pretend to be a whole century -old age?

I proudly say -my mother!

In the past, I have never had the expectations of my mother. But when my mother passed the 90th birthday, I had this romantic obsession. Too beautiful ideas are always accompanied by faint concerns. The family and I didn't say anything in their mouths, but they took care of her with all her heart, and worked hard for her centenary goal. There are many brothers and sisters, everyone is doing their own hearts, and they all work with each other. Especially when mothers get sick, it is a challenge we must welcome together. At this time, we are like a well -trained team. With the tacit cooperation and efforts, we will win the next "event". After the mother has been worn, it is more sad after the father leaves. It has been a matter of years for our mother to solve the heart for many years. I can't know how many calls have been connected between our hands and feet for the happiness and health of our mother over the years.

However, in recent years, whenever our mother's birthday we laugh together, they are full of hair. The younger brother is seventy, and the eldest sister is eighty. But in front of our mother, we will always be children. Only when people are old, they will know how precious and warm being a child. Who can be like me, 75 years old or a son; and the feeling of being under a big tree, the feeling of the homeland and home of the hometown, and the deep breath of only the mother's body.

Life is strange. When you were young, your mother took care of you to protect you. Whenever an outsider knocked on the door, the mother would get up to open the door and never call you. But when you grow up, your mother is old, and when an outsider knocks on the door, it must be you who go to the door. It is your turn to care for your mother. The characters in the world have changed naturally, and this is the beauty of beautiful people and humanity. Mother walked step by step from 91, ninety -two, ninety -three ... A strange feeling appeared. I seemed to feel that my mother became more and more like my daughter. I wanted to put her in my palm. I wanted to protect her and told her to realize the most magnificent dreams since ancient times -long -lived hundreds of years older Intersection

Mother lives in her brother's house. I must go to see her every Tuesday and Friday, and thunder can't move. My mother knew that I was busy, and she was afraid that I was worried about her body. On this day, she would wash her face in advance and wipe the oil, closer her hair, and mention it. My mother has a lot of interest, and I like the news of the south and north I brought by me. I laughed at her "with the world." She is still a WeChat veteran, who forwards the beautiful pictures and interesting videos sent her relatives and friends every day. Sometimes when I meet in a foreign country, I will suddenly receive her WeChat: "Son, are you tired?" But when I was chatting with her, I still had to "stab" what small problems and minor discomfort she had in her body. Eliminate her as soon as possible. I understand that it is my first thing to protect her health. In this way, the goal of the romantic and distant centenarium gradually entered the eye.

Last year, the mother was ninety -nine years old. She has a good body, her body has strength, and her imagination is still active. I started to imagine how to celebrate her in the coming year. She suddenly said, "I will be born in my birthday next year, and I will spend 101 years old." Later, I realized that the day of the "hundreds of years" was indeed too brilliant. She regarded it as a high threshold, just like the horizontal pole faced by a high jump. I know that this is a kind of fear of life and a desire. So I said to my brothers and sisters, no longer told her about her centenary birthday, not putting pressure on her. It was natural to celebrate when the centennial day came. But my own heart also gave birth to a kind of worry -afraid she was sick before her birthday.

However, worried that it became a reality, just two months before she was born, suddenly Dan poisoned the body. The momentum was extremely fierce, the cold fever was red, and the calf was red and swollen. This was quickly taken to the hospital. The rotation was recurred again, and was admitted to the hospital again. He was not discharged until three days before his birthday. Although the illness was driven away, the infusion was taken to take medicine for 50 days, hurting the appetite, becoming weak, and could not celebrate the birthday. So the brothers and sisters agreed that on the day of the year, I would like to congratulate her birthday on the day of the year. During lunch, only my lover and brother and I had a life noodle. We met in accordance with tradition, and after the mother's body recovered, the old and young children had a good life for her.

Although this is embarrassing and embarrassing in these centuries -old days, this is not happy, and the event in the world can not bloom like flowers, but today -mother is already standing here -standing on the long distance of life with gold The station was on the station. The long and rugged road has been recorded in the itinerary of her life. She was really amazing and stepped into her new century. At this moment I still feel like I am in a magical and glowing dream.

Therefore, we do n’t have Huaying Shengyu, there is no fourth life, there is only a small table, and several home -cooked dishes suitable for mothers. A bowl of fungus, gluten, eggs, and a little tender meat are mixed with brine. Red wine, unlimitedly warmly toasting the mother. My mother did not dress up today, and I ca n’t take a picture. I can only remember the precious pictures in front of me in my heart. The mother was still a bit weak. She only ate seven or eight noodles, a little green spinach, and drunk half -mouth wine. But being able to accompany her mother for a long time is the great happiness. I believe that many people in the world have this sentence deep inside. At this moment, I am willing to tell this scene to all my friends and acquaintances. This is the happiness that can be shared with friends.

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Pay attention to sleeping, poetic habitat

Facing the sea, looking for light with black eyes. On November 16, 2015, the Poetry Society of Sleeping Poetry Club, the Poetry Club took the mission of "speaking for grassroots poets" and the purpose of promoting the "spirit of poetry", that is, the pursuit of the truth, kindness and beauty of poetry, the artistic innovation of poetry, and the spirit of poetry. Poetry friends have been published in the collection of poems "The Spring Blossoms of Sleeping Poems" and "The Grass Ying Ying Flying on Sleeping Poems".

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