A mother’s story

A Mother’s Story (6 articles) A ??Mother’s Story 1

This story is about a parent who hears criticism from the teacher every time at the parent-teacher meeting. Her son's words, but she relayed them to her son in an encouraging way every time, which boosted his confidence. Finally, her son was admitted to Tsinghua University.

This story illustrates two issues. One is that parents should encourage their children; the second point is to give children confidence. Living without these two things is a torture for children.

Let’s talk about the first point first. It is very important for parents to encourage their children, which will make them fall in love with learning and life. On the contrary, if parents always hit their children, the children will be dissatisfied with certain things. Produces extreme resentment.

The second point is similar to the first point, but it is more important than the first point. Only when people have confidence can they spend their lives happily. Confidence can inspire people's unlimited potential and make people fall in love with something...

I am like this in reality: once, I failed in an exam, but my father did not scold me I just encouraged me and said: "I know you didn't perform normally this time, and you will do better next time!" After hearing this, I immediately gained confidence, studied harder, and finally got the first place in the exam. Another time, when I didn't do well in the exam, my father scolded me. I thought to myself: I won't do well in the exam next time. I'll make you mad!

So, for us, encouragement and confidence are the most important. A mother’s story 2

8 lies told by a mother to her children. We have all heard similar “lies” more or less

1. In childhood, The little boy's family was very poor. When eating, the rice was often not enough, so the mother would share the rice in her own bowl with the child. The mother said, children, eat quickly, I am not hungry! ——The first lie told by a mother

2. When the boy is growing up, the hard-working mother often goes to the rural rivers and ditches on the outskirts of the county on Sundays to catch some fish to supplement calcium for the children. The fish is delicious and the fish soup is also very fresh. When the children eat fish, the mother gnaws the fish bones and licks the meat stains on the fish bones with her tongue. The boy felt distressed, so he put the fish in his bowl into his mother's bowl and invited her to eat the fish. The mother refused to eat, so she used chopsticks to put the fish back into the boy's bowl. The mother said, child, eat quickly, I don’t like fish! ——The second lie told by my mother

3. In order to pay enough for the tuition of the boy and his elder brother and sister when he was in junior high school, his mother, who was a sewing worker, went to the neighborhood committee to get some matchboxes and brought them home in the evening. Earn a few cents to supplement the family income. One winter, the boy woke up in the middle of the night and saw his mother still bending over and gluing matchboxes under the oil lamp. The boy said, Mom, go to sleep, you have to go to work tomorrow morning. The mother smiled and said, "Son, go to sleep, I'm not sleepy!" ——The third lie told by my mother

4. In the year of the college entrance examination, my mother took leave and stood at the entrance of the examination center every day to support the boys taking the college entrance examination. It was midsummer and the scorching sun was shining brightly. My stubborn mother stayed under the scorching sun for several hours. The bell rang to signify the end of the exam, and the mother stepped forward and handed the child a cup of strong tea made from a can and told the child to drink it. The tea was also strong, and the love was even stronger. Looking at his mother's chapped lips and beads of sweat on her head, the boy handed the can in his hand over to his mother to drink. The mother said, child, drink quickly, I am not thirsty! ——Four lies told by my mother

5. After my father died of illness, my mother became both father and mother. She relied on her meager income in the sewing club to support several children through hard work and provide them with education. , life was miserable. When Uncle Li, who was repairing watches under a telephone pole at an alley intersection, found out, he came to help with big and small things. He moved coal, carried water, and sent some money and food to help the boy's family. Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect. The neighbors saw this in their eyes and remembered it in their hearts. They all advised my mother to remarry, so why bother herself. However, my mother has kept her integrity for many years and never married. No matter how much others tried to persuade her, my mother would not listen. My mother said, I don’t love her! ——Five lies told by the mother

6. After the boy and her brother and sister graduated from college and started working, the mother who was laid off from her job set up a stall in the nearby farmer's market to make a living. When the children who were working in other places found out, they often sent money back to subsidize their mother, but the mother refused and returned the money. My mother said, I have money! ——Six lies told by his mother

7. The boy stayed in school to teach for two years, and then got admitted as a doctoral candidate in a prestigious American university. After graduation, he stayed in the United States to work in a scientific research institution, and the salary was quite generous. , the conditions were good, the boy in a foreign country wanted to bring his mother to enjoy happiness, but was rejected by the old man. My mother said, I’m not used to it! ——Seven lies told by mothers

8. In his later years, his mother suffered from stomach cancer and was admitted to the hospital. When the boy from across the Atlantic rushed back by plane, his mother was already dying after the operation. His mother was old, and looking at her mother who was tortured to death by the disease, the boy was heartbroken and burst into tears. But the mother said, child, don't cry, I don't feel any pain. ——The last lie told by a mother

Only maternal love can turn lies into the greatest language in the world! A Mother's Story 3

There are two warlike tribes in the Andes, one living in the lowlands and the other living in the mountains. One day, a tribe living in the mountains invaded a tribe located in the lowlands and took away a baby of the tribe as a trophy.

The lowland tribesmen did not know how to climb to the top of the mountain, and even so, they decided to send warrior troops up the mountain to recapture the baby.

The warriors tried various methods, but only climbed a few hundred feet high. Just when they decided to give up rescuing the baby and packed their luggage to go back, they saw the baby's mother walking towards them from the mountain, with her child tied to her back. One of the warriors stepped forward to greet her and said, "We are all the strongest warriors in the tribe. Even we can't climb up. How did you do it?"

She shrugged and said: "Because she is not your little baby."

Everyone's goals and dreams are their own baby. No one will value, protect, and fight for it more than yourself. Never expect others, you must demand it yourself. A mother's story 4

This is a mother who has gone through many vicissitudes of life. In order to spread the concept of green life to the world, she quit her well-paid job, donated her son's disability compensation, sold her clinic and a house, spent all her savings, and spent 10 years in Kulun Banner, Inner Mongolia. 1.1 million trees were planted on 10,000 acres of sandy land, touching China with practical actions. In 20xx, she was named "The Third National Hundred Outstanding Mothers". In 20xx, she won the "Second National Moral Model Nomination Award". She is Yi Jiefang, a resident of Sichuan North Road, Hongkou District, Shanghai.

For his son’s unfulfilled wish

Yi Jiefang, who was born in 1949 at the same age as Japan, had lived in Japan for 20 years and had a happy family. There is also a smart and lovely son Yang Ruizhe. In 20xx, a sudden car accident took away the fresh life of my 22-year-old son. On this day, for Yi Jiefang, her life seemed to be frozen forever at this time. The white-haired man sent the black-haired man away. The couple was heartbroken and cried all day long, unable to accept this cruel fact.

Every time she heard the footsteps on the stairs, she could not help but open the door to greet them, but what she got in return was a look of disappointment. Looking at the lively figures of other people's children, tears would well up in her eyes, and she was so sad. Come from. Every day, she would gently wipe her son's photo with a soft cloth and talk to her son about what was in her heart. The things left behind by the son during his lifetime, even the toys from his childhood, were kept intact in the room, as if the son had never left.

For a long time, Yi Jiefang always sat silently in his son's room, recalling every moment of his time with his son. Once, such a scene suddenly appeared in her mind: It was one day in May 20xx. She and her son were watching CCTV news at home in Tokyo, Japan, talking and laughing. At this time, a scene of a sandstorm in northern China appeared on the screen. The wind and sand were rolling, blocking the sky and the sun. Cars drove slowly with their lights on during the day, and pedestrians covered their mouths and noses as they trudged forward. The smile on his son's face disappeared, and he said to his mother thoughtfully: "After I graduate from college, I will return to China to plant trees in the western desert and plant a forest." Yi Jiefang didn't care at first and said with a smile: " Planting trees is good, but where are the funds?" The son was asked and fell into silence. Unexpectedly, two weeks later, my son had a car accident on his way to school, leaving behind unfulfilled wishes.

By the way, the best way to commemorate my son is to plant trees in the west and fulfill his unfinished wish that he wanted to do during his lifetime. Yi Jiefang seemed to have found the goal of life again. She resigned from her stable and high-paying job almost without thinking. Her husband also closed the clinic that had been operating for many years. She applied to establish a public welfare organization called "Green Life" in Japan, and took her son with her. One million yuan in compensation returned to Shanghai as the first start-up capital, and began the long and arduous process of tree planting in the west.

Planting a piece of green in the "Sea of ??Death"

In 20xx, Yi Jiefang and his wife came to Horqin, Inner Mongolia, from Tongliao to Hohhot to the Gobi, and then walked into Ordos. Everywhere we go is desolate and desolate, with little green and flying dust. When she finally stood in the "Sea of ??Death" Taminchakan Desert, the scene in front of her shocked her: in the endless desert, the rolling sand dunes moved with the wind, the sky was dim, everything was bleak, even the birds Don't dare to fly over. This place means "Sea of ??Death" in Mongolian. The wind and sand here often lead to sandstorms in Northeast and North China. No wonder the local villagers are frightened when they talk about sand and dust.

After careful investigation, Yi Jiefang decided to invest all his savings and signed an agreement with the local government on behalf of the "Green Life" organization: in 10 years, on the severely desertified land of Kulun Banner, , spending more than 2 million yuan to plant 1.1 million trees and establish 10,000 acres of ecological forest. 20 years later, all of them were donated to local villagers free of charge.

April 22, 20xx is a day that Yi Jiefang will never forget. That day, she planted the first batch of saplings in the desert. Local villagers used tractors to dig out one-meter-deep "furrows" on the dry yellow land, and planted poplar trees every two meters in the trench. Farmers and herdsmen drove carriages, ox carts and donkey carts to bring well water, and students also came to plant trees. The dark sea of ??people seemed like a festival. Some were carrying basins, and some were carrying buckets of water. After three days of busy work, 10,000 saplings were finally established in the desert.

However, God actually gave her a blow. After the first batch of saplings were planted, the sun was shining brightly and there was no rain all day.

Yi Jiefang was so worried that he simply stayed in a villager's home near the forest and worked with the villagers to rescue the saplings. When the wind blows in the middle of the night, she will suddenly wake up and run barefoot to the forest, check the saplings one by one, and pray for God to send manna. Perhaps her sincerity moved the sky. On the third day after the saplings were planted, it finally rained heavily in Kulun Banner, which had not rained for a year. Soon, the saplings sprouted buds and clumps of new green, with a survival rate of over 70%. By August, the little poplar tree had jumped more than 1 meter high from the ground, and Yi Jiefang smiled happily. She seemed to see her son's life continuing in the green. Yi Jiefang believes that desertification control is not only love for his son, but also love for the entire country, society and even mankind. This is a very meaningful thing and must be continued.

In 20xx, local people erected a monument for her son on the edge of the woods. On the monument was written a message from Yi Jiefang and his wife to their son: "When you live, you stand up to block the wind and sand; when you fall down, you set yourself on fire." Give light to others. "This is not only a memorial to Yang Ruizhe, but also a vivid portrayal of the spirit of Yi Jiefang and his wife.

A tall Populus euphratica in the desert

Every time I drive from Shanghai to Kulun Banner in Inner Mongolia, I have to pass through several passes. In addition to taking a plane or a train, you also have to take a bus for more than five hours, and the road to the base is bumpy for two hours. You can imagine the hardships that Yi Jiefang, who is nearly sixty years old, endured. Even if you get to the roadside, you still have to be sent into the desert by carriage or jeep, otherwise you have to carry the saplings in. Although there was help from the local government, villagers and students, Yi Jiefang always went into battle himself, bending down to carry dozens of saplings and marching with difficulty in the desert. Everyone advised her not to carry it, but she said: "I have to do this, everyone is here to help me, how can I not take the lead?"

April 9, 20xx, Hongkou, Shanghai 34 volunteers from the District Women's Federation and NGO Shanghai "Roots and Shoots" Youth Activity Center followed Yi Jiefang to Kulun Banner to plant trees. The carriage was moving bumpily. The northern sun was strong and the wind and sand were strong. Several young women were fully "armed" and used sun hats, sunglasses, sunscreen, and large masks. At this time, Yi Jiefang, who was nearly sixty years old, only wore a headscarf and happily sat at the front of the carriage to lead the way. Several young people looked at it and took off their "equipment" in embarrassment. Everyone knows that she has been exposed to wind and sun countless times on this road.

Once, as soon as she returned to Shanghai, she received a call from the base that the second batch of saplings planted had died in large areas. After learning the news, her mind went blank and she immediately rushed to Kulun Banner to find the reason for the death of the saplings. Experts told her that this variety of saplings was not suitable for planting in the desert, and she blamed herself for this. She settled down there and learned about tree planting from experts and villagers. The local children affectionately called her "Grandma Yi."

In order to save money, she is usually frugal. She is reluctant to call a taxi when going out to do errands. She tries to take the bus or walk. Every time she went to Japan to seek support, she chose to take a boat. The bumpy seas for two days and two nights made her vomit again and again until her face turned pale. Whenever she goes to plant trees, she stays in the cheapest hotel, saving money whenever she can. And she spends more than 100,000 yuan in activity expenses out of her own pocket every year.

Thanks to Yi Jiefang’s efforts, patches of new greenery in the desert continue to expand, and the grass gradually climbs onto the sand. The animals that once disappeared have returned, settling down in the woods, even on weekdays. Rare rain also began to visit this sandy land, bringing life to the earth.

Planting “environmentally friendly” trees in people’s hearts

If you ask Yi Jiefang what is the most difficult thing about planting trees in the past six years? She has gray hair. She will say with emotion. : "It's funds."

Planting 1.1 million trees and renovating 10,000 acres of sandy land is a huge number. Whether it is buying saplings, planting trees, or watering and maintaining them, it requires huge expenses. , need strong economic support. The one-million-dollar death compensation for her son was far from enough.

In order to win the understanding and support of more people, Yi Jiefang often travels between China and Japan to publicize and appeal, doing his best to promote the importance of ecological and environmental protection to people from all walks of life, and actively raising funds. After a lot of trouble, she finally asked the person in charge of the former JBD company to inspect Kulun Banner and persuaded the company to withdraw 50 yuan from each tourist's tourism profit as the Kulun Banner green fund. She inspired the famous philanthropist and world peace ambassador Ms. Jane Goodall to create the "Shanghai Roots and Shoots" organization and participate in desert tree planting activities. She established the "Earth Mother" society in Shanghai and organized mothers to plant trees in Horqin regularly. She travels between companies time and time again, actively promoting ecological and environmental protection. She experienced the ups and downs of this.

Seeing that his wife had given too much, her husband Yang Antai was heartbroken. He once advised his wife: "Honey, you have done a lot, and the child will thank his mother... Let's stop here. Let's leave the trees to the local government, and you and I will have a few easy lives in our lifetimes." Yi Jiefang shook his head and replied: "Antai, I understand your intention. 1.1 million trees is my goal. I feel uneasy."

In the spring of 20xx, there was another gap in tree planting funds. Yi Jiefang was extremely anxious and resolutely sold a house with her husband. With the money gained from selling their house, 200,000 new saplings were added to Kulun Banner, and Yi Jiefang and his wife smiled happily. Soon, Yi Jiefang launched the "One Million Mothers, One Million Trees" campaign to attract more people to join the tree planting activity.

Everyone who listened to Yi Jiefang’s report was moved by her heroic deeds in combating desertification. The audience burst into tears as they paid tribute to this mother. Nowadays, not only mothers, but also students, white-collar workers, teachers and other people from all walks of life have joined Yi Jiefang's tree planting team. Groups of international and domestic volunteers came to Kulun Banner to plant saplings with her, and groups of individuals, units and groups made donations. A piece of sandy land is eliminated every year. In the past six years, more than 500,000 trees have been planted. The total afforestation area has exceeded 5,000 acres, and nearly 1 million yuan has been raised.

The saplings planted 6 years ago are now 9 meters high. The scale of the ecological forest is constantly expanding. Horqin, Inner Mongolia, is slowly turning green and beautiful... Her pace of planting trees has not stopped. , plans to plant another 500,000 trees this year, which is expected to be completed ahead of schedule. She also plans to open up a new tree planting base. Yi Jiefang said: "I want to use such an action to drive a group of people, influence a group of people, and make people realize the importance of environmental protection and ecology." "Not only planting trees in the desert, I also hope to plant trees in people's hearts. Plant a green shade."

This is the green mind and environmental protection sentiment of a Shanghai mother. She writes the most beautiful life in the world with her feat of desert control. A mother's story 5

Grandma always jealously said that her son was a white-eyed wolf who was not well-raised. No matter how nice you are to him, once your mother comes, you won’t want anyone else.

The son usually does not offend others, but he is unambiguous on major issues of right and wrong. Just ask him at any time, who do you love most, and the answer will definitely be your mother.

Grandma asked me, what’s your secret to making him so determined? Once you come, he won’t want anyone else.

I laughed and said, without him, it is love.

Grandma loves him too, she loves his body; I love him too, I love his heart.

My son told me that he could become invisible, and then he pulled back the sheets and hid himself under the sheets. I smiled and rummaged around, asking, where is my son? I can’t see you after becoming invisible. Got it!

My son happily got out of the way and asked me to tell grandma to come find him.

As soon as the grandma entered the door, she slapped her son on the head through the sheets and said, "Look, you made the bed such a mess!" Come out quickly!

The son was at a loss and came out aggrieved, and went to the side to get angry.

I quickly hugged my son and told him, tell grandma, it’s okay. Mom and I will clean up together after I finish playing.

The son was about to shed tears. He couldn’t understand why his mother was happy and his grandma was angry.

I sent my son out to play and told my grandma that it is a good thing for a child to come up with ideas to play. It means that he is thinking and using his brain. It is difficult for children who can’t play to think divergently. It’s not good for a child to be well-behaved and stay still. When he was a child, he looked easy to take care of, but in fact his thinking was fixed. He was restricted from doing this to not allowing him to do that. He simply stopped thinking and didn’t solve problems. He looked for help from adults for everything. His brain is useless. It’s a good thing that your son can play, and you should encourage him.

Grandma’s expression, I don’t know whether she agrees or disagrees.

This is why I decided to quickly let the nanny return. With the help of the nanny, grandma would not be so tired of housework, and maybe she would agree to her son’s mischief at home.

I have always encouraged children to cause trouble.

I don’t mind a mess at home, but I care if my children enjoy it.

Mess can be sorted out at any time, but happiness is not so easy to capture.

Thoughts after reading:

My daughter’s grandma has also lamented many times that her mother is still a biological child, and no matter how good she is to her, her mother will not be able to do it when she comes back!

I thought that because I always took my children to have fun and eat delicious food, they loved me more! But grandma is often very strict and speaks a little harshly.

It wasn’t until I saw the sentence “Grandma loves the child’s body, I love the child’s heart!” that I realized that the clever Liuliu had hit the mark.

However, I still can’t be as tolerant as Liuliu. I am a mess. I will criticize the children and look for trouble, but I don’t have the energy to deal with them! But I will always go out of my way to take my child to travel, let her cook her own dishes and cakes, and do many things she wants. I allow and even approve of my child's obsession with a certain star, and even want to help her get in touch with her idols, etc. Now, I am thinking about taking my child abroad for a year and a half to give her a language learning environment and a tolerant heart with different perspectives.

I love my child, so I hope she will be happy and grow up. ... A mother's story 6

A loving mother looked at the child in her arms and fell into sad contemplation: What can I do to let my child live in this world, God? Please help me, I don't want to lose my favorite. A rapid cough interrupted the mother's contemplation. The haggard face made people look heartbroken. The child was so tortured by the pain that it had lost its cuteness. The mother looked at this with some despair, with sunken eye sockets and pale lips. The child shed tears.

"Bang, bang" there was a knock on the door, and an old man in ragged clothes walked in.

The old man was wearing a worn-out sheepskin coat, with his hands in the cuffs and hugging each other tightly. It could be seen that it was very cold. Even though he was wrapped so tightly, he could not withstand the biting cold wind, because this was the year The coldest season. Ice and snow covered the whole world, and the cold wind howled, piercing everyone's body like sharp knives.

The old man kept rubbing his hands. The mother put down the child in her hands and sat on the stove with a small glass of wine, which was prepared for the old man. The old man sat down by the stove and kept rubbing his hands. The mother sat next to the old man and looked at the haggard child without saying a word. The child coughed again, his breathing became rapid, and his pale lips moved as if he wanted to say something.

"What can I do to keep him alive and lively like other children?" she asked the old man, as if looking for an answer, "Will God leave him to me?" "

The ragged old man sitting in front of the stove turned out to be the God of Death. After listening to his mother's words, he just nodded. The answer was ambiguous, it could be affirmative or negative. My mother seemed to understand what he meant, and tears welled up in her eyes again. She was so tired, having spent days and nights with her child, that her heart was almost broken. Every time she saw the pain tormenting the child, tears would well up in her eyes. This was the cry of her heart. She was so tired that she fell asleep while sitting there. She woke up before she fell asleep, because as soon as she closed her eyes, she saw the God of Death taking away the child. When she woke up, the child was really gone.

"Oh God, why should I sleep! If I pray to God, he may keep my poor child." The mother said with some despair: "Death, you are too cruel, why not "Have mercy on me and the child." Obviously, the God of Death did not give the mother any comfort, but he still had some sympathy. He did not take the child away in front of the mother. At this time, the room was filled with a heavy atmosphere, which was even heavy. The clock can't move anymore. The mother still didn't give up, ran outside, shouted the child's name, and begged to see the child again.

A woman wearing a black robe was sitting on the snow. She told her mother: "That ragged old man is the God of Death. Your child was taken away by him. He walked so fast and quickly. He has gone very far now. Don't shout anymore. It's useless. He was taken away by the God of Death. He will never come back."

"I don't believe it, I want it. Find him and get my child back," the mother said stubbornly, "Please tell me where he went, please tell me one by one, please!"

"I do know. Where has he gone?" the woman replied, "but you have to agree to one request of mine before I will tell you. You must sing that beautiful song for me - the one you often sing to your children, and I will listen to you sing it. However, it is so beautiful. I am the "night god" here. Whenever I listen to this song, I always feel sour in my heart, I can't control my emotions, and I always shed sad tears. " < /p>

"As long as you tell me where he went, I can do anything." The mother said excitedly, "But now I want to chase death. When I get the child back, I will definitely sing to you. ”

However, Yagami didn’t pay any attention to this and sat in the snow expressionlessly. When the mother saw all this, she knew that she had to finish singing before chasing Death. The mother sang sadly, and her tears added to the song's sadness. She continued to sing, and her tears kept flowing, because her love for her child never stopped.

After listening to the song, 'Ye Shen' kept his promise and said: "Go forward and you will see a pine forest. If you go in, you may find your child."

She walked into the dark woods in the direction "Ye Shen" said. Except for a few intricate roads, she didn't see her child at all. She had no choice as to which way to go. There was nothing here except a patch of thorns, and even the leaves were blown away by the cold wind. In this cold winter, there was only this kind of scenery.

"Dear Jingjie, have you seen where my child was carried by Death?" The mother had no choice but to ask Jingjiang.

"Now that I am frozen, you must use your body temperature to melt the ice on my body. By then, I will naturally tell you which way the God of Death has taken, but you must first I want you to be warm, please make me satisfied.”

Since my mother passed Ye Shen’s request, she did not explain the request. She held the cold thorns in her arms and hugged them tightly. The thorns pierced her chest and blood flowed down in streams. She couldn't care about it all. She just wanted to warm the thorns faster and know the whereabouts of the child faster. The thorn seemed to have been warmed, for it had put out new buds and blossomed during the winter. It can be seen that this kind mother has such a loving heart that can melt all the coldness in the world.

She continued walking in the direction indicated by the thorns, and a large river lay in front of her mother, blocking her way. How should mother go? There are no bridges or boats here, just raging river water. The mother tried to throw a stone into the river to test the depth of the river, but she was told that if she wanted to walk across, it would be impossible and the raging river would sweep her away mercilessly. "I have to cross the river and save my child." This was the only thought in her mind. She squatted by the river and drank water. She wanted to drink dry of the river water, but how was that possible? A kind mother has only this option.

"Don't bother, the river water has a source, how can you drink it dry?" The river god spoke. Let me help you! But it's not free, you have to do what I say to get help. My hobby is collecting pearls. Your eyes are the most beautiful pearls in the world. No pearl can surpass them in brightness and brilliance. If you can cry it down and own it for me, I will naturally help you cross the river. The God of Death lives across the river, and the flowers, plants and trees there are all bought with everyone's life.

The mother doesn’t want to waste any more time. Crying is easy for a mother who is extremely sad. When she thought that the child would soon turn into flowers, plants and trees, her tears flowed down her cheeks. As the tears flowed, her beautiful eyes rolled out, rolled into the river, and turned into the two largest and brightest pearls. The river god carried his mother and flew across the river. On the other side of the river was a large wooden house, which looked like a mountain full of trees and caves. But the mother could not see all this. Because her eyes had turned into pearls and were taken away by the river god.

The mother groped forward. She heard someone's voice and asked: "Can you tell me where Death is? He took my child away, and I want to find him!"

"I know where he is, he is In a room at the back!"

The mother walked along the house she was talking about, and she saw the God of Death. At this time, the mother said to him: "Give me my child back!"

"Okay!" Death replied.

After saying that, the God of Death went to the garden, picked a flower and blew a few breaths on it. The flower instantly became the mother's child. Death returned the child to its mother. From then on, the mother and her children lived happily together.