Thank you, mother, for giving me life prose.

Mother, I've always wanted you to be vivid in my words, so that you can live in simple words; But when I miss my poor pen, I always feel uneasy. I used to write freely, but I don't know how to rise and fall. My mind is so weak that I dare not drop ink, for fear that the light words will not make you jump on the paper. Mother, you are heavy in my heart; Mother, your beauty, your kindness, your virtue, let your daughter know that the perfect combination of external beauty and spiritual beauty is the most beautiful; Mother, you are sacred in your daughter's heart; You wrote the song of life for me with your tenacity and broad love! You have created a miracle of life! Mother! I have told you from the bottom of my heart more than once: Mother, I must write you in words, let you smell the fragrance of my words, let you listen to the melody of my heart, and let your kind face bloom with a warm smile.

one

salvaging the pearls of the years and looking back at the tender memories, my mother gave me more than the gift of life, which made me cherish my hard-won life and realized my mother's boundless love.

In the first grade of primary school, I didn't wait for my mother to tell me to get up early. I happily put on the new clothes my mother sewed for me, and danced and sang songs with my classmates all the way to the longing campus. Under the mottled shadows of trees on campus, people are crowded. But the students were whispering, and some students came to me curiously and asked me, "I heard that you are not your parents' biological, are you?" I quickly said, "How come? I am my parents' own. " They said, "Then why are your parents so old?" I was speechless when I was young. Many people said it became a fact, and for a time, the legend seemed to have wings. On the way to school, I was often pointed at, which really made me feel bad, and I began to take it with a grain of salt.

One day after school, my mother was wrapping jiaozi in the kitchen. Bao jiaozi's mother is the best at it. Those dumpling wrappers rolled thin by her are magically transformed into various patterns of jiaozi in the blink of an eye in her dexterous hands, ranging from chubby pigs to small and exquisite mice. If in the past, I would have picked out my favorite jiaozi, but today I'm not interested, and I'm depressed. See mother intently rolling dumplings wrapped in jiaozi, words to the mouth pharynx back. Mother saw that I was distracted, wiped the flour in her hand and put down the rolling hammer. Whispered: "What's the matter? Is there something unhappy at school? Or did you quarrel with your classmates? " I shook my head: "No, it's not, it's ..." My mother said with a smile: "This child, why are you still hesitating? Come on, what's the matter!" I had to tell my mother everything, and my mother smiled and said, "Hey, what about this?"? You go to the courtyard and ask Aunt Yin, who picked me up! " My mother's laughter and a relaxed remark made my cold heart feel a little warm. The tangled psychology of solving the mystery of my life drove me straight to Yin Yi's house.

Aunt Yin, the head nurse of the staff hospital, is a beautiful aunt with big eyes. When she smiles, she reveals a pair of white and neat teeth, and her skin is a little dark but beautiful. Aunt Yin is an interesting woman. There are many flowers and plants in the yard, including cockscomb and Chinese rose, and jasmine with a faint fragrance. There are also a few cooing chickens in the yard, leisurely foraging in the grass. When she saw me coming in and holding my hand, she asked, "Girl! Why did you come by yourself? Can I help you? " I timidly said what I wanted, and Aunt Yin took my hand and walked into the room. When she saw me sit down, she said gloomily, "Alas! Your mother is not simple, she is an amazing woman! I know best, you are still young, and you will know that it is not easy for your mother when you have children in the future ... "

II

Yin Yi told me her shocking experience. When the mother married her father, she was 28 years old. Because of habitual abortion, all five children died because of abortion. Watching other people's children starve to feed, and giving birth to their own lives again and again and dying again, the pain they suffer is beyond ordinary people's understanding. In order to breed fresh life, my mother tried many folk remedies and wild medicines, drank Chinese herbal medicines that were bitter and hard to swallow, and the dregs of the medicine quickly piled up into "hills". Yin Yi once kindly advised her mother to adopt a child, but she never gave up a glimmer of hope.

My mother suffered another miscarriage. At this point, Yin Yi told her mother a folk prescription: if she eats an aborted fetus, she will protect the fetus. Mother! How can you swallow a bloody, heart-tied fetus when you are soft-hearted and afraid of mice when your father kills chickens? Mother is like catching a lifeline. Without much thought, the folk prescription says that the aborted fetus, which is similar to the size of pig gall, can't be fried in an iron pan. Mother covers it with an aluminum lunch box and cooks it on the stove. Mother just spits out dates and eats it. I once asked, "Mom, how dare you eat the fetus?" Mother said, "What's so bold? Just want to have a child! " My mother's words made me realize that the power of maternal love is superhuman, and it is the strong desire for life that is extraordinary.

Mother's love touched God, and she really wished to have me. The pregnancy reaction of vomiting made her excited and expected. My mother, who won't take medicine for fear that I will die young and catch a cold, remembers to take cod liver oil every day, and goes to the hospital for a miscarriage every day, regardless of the wind and rain. Once, my mother dragged her six-month pregnant body and walked to the hospital in the pouring rain. It happened that Yin Yi was on duty and saw that her mother had been drenched, her face was sallow and her body was shaking. Yin Yi said distressfully, "What are you doing? Don't die, I can go home and give you an injection! " Mother took the towel handed by Yin Yi and wiped the rain on her face. She said faintly, "Nothing, no matter how hard it is, I can stand it!" .

cold comes and summer goes, and pregnant in August. Mother insists on going to the hospital for injections every day, and her faith supports her to give birth to her child. But every time I give my mother an injection, it becomes a worry for nurses. Some sisters turn around and run away when they see their mother coming. That hip is covered with needle holes, so it's difficult to locate the injection at all, and sometimes it can't be absorbed after the potion. The injection for the mother had to be borne by the head nurse Yin Yi. She coughed and sighed every time she had an injection, and said with distress, "Why do you suffer from this?" How good is it to raise a child? "

After enduring unspeakable pain, my mother finally gave birth to me at the age of eight months. My birth is not only the happy event of my father and mother, but also the residents of my family's courtyard have told me good news. The aunts in the courtyard have come to congratulate my mother. They are the best witnesses and have witnessed my hard-won life.

Aunt Yin gave birth to her mother. Because she was born eight months early, my weight was only 3.5 kg. Looking at me yawning in the incubator, I am as weak as a big mouse, and my slender fingers are as small as incense, but my crying is as thin as a cat ... Yin Yi is worried in her eyes and secretly feels sorry for her mother. I'm afraid it's hard for me to survive. Worried about my fate. More than her? The aunts in the courtyard all sweated for their mother, and they all prayed for my mother from the bottom of their hearts, wishing me to survive and appease her heart! In order to express their blessing to me, they gave me clothes worn by their children. It is said that children wearing "hundred clothes" are easy to feed. My mother waited for me day and night, not daring to make any mistakes. In the second month, in order to get up and sleep for a month at any time, my mother dared not sleep well every night. A month later, the aunts in the courtyard came to see me, and when they saw me fat in vain, lively and lovely, they were all overjoyed and sincerely happy for their mother. An aunt couldn't help saying, "Is this child very healthy? How can you say that? People say that seven lives and eight don't live, but this child is alive, what a big life! " Warm words make everyone's hanging hearts fall to the ground.

From then on, I became the favorite of all the families in the compound. At that time, most of my uncles and aunts had three or four children, so they loved me more than their own children, and sent me anything delicious. At that time, I was so young that when I saw something delicious from other children, I would look at it with eager eyes, and my aunts silently brought it to me from home. Mother said I grew up eating and wearing clothes!

With me, my mother has hope. My delicate mother took me to the photo studio to take pictures when I was seven months old. A few days later, my neighbor's aunt came to tell her mother, "Sister-in-law, the picture of Qiushi is in the window. Go and have a look!" Mother picked me up and ran to see it. In the big window, I smiled at my mother with a pair of big bright eyes, as if to say to her, "Mom! Are you proud of me? "

Many years later, my mother told her niece as if she were telling her family history, and her face was wrinkled and she talked about the fun of taking pictures. According to my mother, I was disobedient when I was sitting in that small chair, so the photographer gave me an apple in my hand. Who knows, when the camera lights flashed, I was afraid that the apple would fall between my legs. I looked at my mother in front with my eyes wide open, and the apple was also striking in the picture. This moment was frozen forever.

With my daughter, I understand my mother's feelings. Although my mother is not an artist, she has gone through a difficult process of giving birth to her life. I am her work in her mind, and I am her hope for life.

In the days after three

, my physically deficient body experienced two major disease attacks, and it was my mother's company that made me overcome the disease firmly.

when I was thirteen years old, I was living in a difficult environment in the countryside. During a season when mosquitoes and flies were rampant, I was preparing to take the final exam, and my body temperature began to rise and I was unconscious. Later, I learned that I had an epidemic-meningitis B. I remember that two girls and a boy who were admitted to the hospital with me listened to their screams, because this disease would cause unbearable headaches. Just as I was dripping with intravenous drip, my brain ached and I felt sleepy, but they left this world one after another. In the gloom, I heard my mother shout softly, "Qiushi, why don't you shout it out?" Shout it out, it will relieve some pain, so hold on! " My mother's tears rolled down my hands, and my consciousness began to be confused despite the splitting pain in my brain; Even the visual image was inverted, and I vomited blood, but I never made any noise and silently endured it. I secretly reminded myself: I must persist, and I will live for my hard-won mother. Maybe heaven has eyes, maybe my mother's persistence touched heaven, and I miraculously survived, being the only one in the ward.

The tempering of this disease has made me realize the preciousness of life, and I also know that my mother has given me not only life, but also persistence and strength in life.

that year, I worked as a secretary in the office of a large enterprise, which is a well-known advanced enterprise in the same industry in China. I needed to write a lot of deeds and materials, and I was not very strong. Coupled with irregular sleep, I was seriously overdrawn and got pleurisy. I suddenly have a high fever and my chest hurts unbearable, but I don't know why. I took painkillers to save my life, but the symptoms of pain have not been alleviated at all. My face is getting haggard day by day, and my original face is thin into a knife face. After a few days, I didn't dare to move. My face was soaked with sweat in pain, and my mother wiped my sweat lovingly. I never said a word. I secretly wrote a suicide note: mom and dad! I'm sorry! I'm afraid I can't be filial to my parents!

when my father accidentally read the note, my mother learned that she was gentle and never scolded my mother. She slapped me in the mouth and said angrily with tears in her eyes, "You really let me down. Are you leaving us like this?" Let's go to the hospital! " My mother's heavy slap woke me up. I suddenly found that under her gentle appearance, her heart was so strong, and I felt humble in front of her.

The leader of the unit sent a car to take me to the best local hospital for treatment, and I was diagnosed as "permeable pleurisy". When the doctor was holding a big plate with needles in it, I was very scared. My cousin next to me held my cold hand tightly, and my mother looked at me with eager eyes, as if to say to me, "Autumn Harvest! Be strong, hold on! " I am strong, and I gritted my teeth without saying a word when I was still in pain after playing anesthetic. Colleague Yu Jie really couldn't bear to watch it and quietly left the ward; Cousin holds my hand tightly, I want to live, and I want to live for my mother!

after that purgatory hour, 5 ml of water was pumped out of the chest. When the doctor looked at the stagnant water with oozing blood, he said, "You are so lucky! If you are late, your pleural effusion will fester, and all kinds of medicines will not save you! Otherwise, it would be a pity to spend the youth. "

My mother's care helped me get through the gate of hell again.

Now, I am a middle-aged mother. No matter what life problems I encounter, my mother always warms me up in my heart. Mother, what she gave me is not only life, but also perseverance to overcome difficulties and hardships; Mother, what you gave me is that on the road of life, regardless of good times and bad times, we must have a sunny attitude and accept the problems that life gives us with a calm mind!

mother! Thank you for giving me life and letting me know the true meaning of life! Mother, I want to use my hard-won life to make you proud of me!