Tanghe weather forecast ..

Author's Inscription: In the past, when I was young, my mother held my hand, and my hand was in my mother's hand, through spring, summer, autumn and winter; Now, my mother is old, I hold her hand, and my mother's hand is in mine. After spring and summer, I will spend winter and autumn.

Hold mom's hand tightly.

● Village head

It's very cold these days, and the weather forecast is often MINUS seven or eight degrees. In recent years, it is really rare for cold weather to last for several days like this.

In the afternoon, the sun, which had not been seen for several days, finally showed his face, and the tip of his nose slightly eased the threatening chill. During this period, I took my mother out of the house and walked around the street, stretching the bones and muscles that I had been depressed for a few days. There is still ice in some places on the street, which will slip if you are not careful. I hold my mother, hold her hand tightly, choose some dry places to stay, and take every step carefully.

As far as I can remember, my mother has aged very fast in recent years. In a blink of an eye, my mother was full of white hair and her back became more and more camel. After my father died, my mother stayed with me for a while, but because I was always worried about my family, I often clamored to go back. Later, my sister and I discussed with the old man that he could live there if he wanted. In this way, my mother sometimes stays at home with my sister and sometimes comes to accompany me. My mother is in good health, but there is nothing serious wrong with her. She has become forgetful in recent years. What you have just done is forgotten in the blink of an eye, and what happened decades ago is clearly remembered, and sometimes words and deeds are different. Where her old man lives, the mirror must be covered, otherwise she always feels that someone has a hard time with her and often sees her bickering with herself in the mirror. Doctors say this is a typical manifestation of Alzheimer's disease. In order to treat my mother, our family found a lot of medicine, and my mother was impatient. I don't know if the medicine didn't have much effect or if my mother was mentally ill, but it didn't have obvious effect. Mother's character is introverted and sometimes almost withdrawn. For decades, I have been reluctant to talk, whether outside or at home, whether to strangers or close friends. We often tell my mother that the elderly must be more active, talk more and participate in social activities, but she just ignores your stubbornness and still goes her own way, sometimes making our whole family jump around with anger. When my father was around, every time I saw us enlighten my mother, I smiled and said, "Forget it, don't waste time. She was born with this temper and can't change it! " I think mom's personality is an obstacle to treating Alzheimer's disease. Anyway, we must find a way to make her old man talk more and exercise more!

Walking with my mother, I have an indescribable feeling in my heart, which often makes me feel extremely warm and trembling. Holding my mother's hand, every step my mother takes will remind me of many things. When I was a child, my mother often took my chubby little hand to eat, go to school and buy clothes. At that time, my little hand was in my mother's big hand, and my mother held me in her warm hand. Year after year, I grew up year after year For this reason, my mother doesn't know how much she has suffered and how much she is tired, but she has no regrets. Now, my mother is old and needs someone to take care of her daily life. It's my turn to put her boring hand in mine and hold her carefully, go downstairs, cross the road and take a walk. Similarly, I have no regrets to accompany my mother through spring and summer, through autumn and winter, through year after year.

I remember when I was in the first grade of primary school, one summer vacation, my mother went to my grandmother's house to pick me up and go back to Tanghe to go to school. I can't forget an interesting thing that happened on the way, and it is still vivid in my mind. After breakfast that day, I said goodbye to my grandmother and rode my bike with my mother. It's more than 50 kilometers from my grandmother's little Guo Zhuang to tanghe county City. After passing through a place called Tongzhaipu, my menstruation goes to work in the health clinic. My mother and I plan to get there at noon. At that time, there was no road, and a country road was bumpy. My mother took me by bike, and it was difficult to walk. Because I was young, my mother made me sit on the front bumper of my bike. My ass hurt a little after sitting on the bumpy dirt road for a long time, so I kept wriggling in the car, which made it more difficult for my mother to ride a bike. Seeing that the sun is almost overhead, but there is still a long way to go before menstruation, my mother and I are a little worried. Walking to a place called Big Chen Zhuang, I watched my mother riding a bicycle sweating and panting, so I wanted to help her. While telling my mother a story, I shouted the song "one, two, one, two" and rocked back and forth in the car, hoping that my mother could borrow my strength to save some strength. Who knows that because the broken road was too bumpy, my mother didn't hold the handlebar steady for a while under my shaking. As soon as the car turned, my mother and I rushed out of the road with the car and planted it in a ditch on the side of the road. There is a ditch in the ditch. Fortunately, we didn't fall down after going down. It turns out that there is mud half a person deep underwater, and people and cars are trapped in the mud. My mother, regardless of herself, quickly held me in her arms and looked at this and that for fear of falling down. She discovered that there was nothing wrong with me, patted me on the head and scolded, "Boy, what are you shaking in the car!" " I wiped my face with a muddy hand and smiled and said to my mother, "Mom, I'm a hindrance to you!" " ""use your ghost, use it in the ditch. "My mother got out of the car with a smile, stood waist-deep in the mud, pulled me out of the car and moved to the ditch step by step. At this time, an aunt in the village happened to pass by and saw us fall into the ditch. She hurried to help her mother pull me out of the ditch, and then pulled the car up with her mother. That aunt is very kind. Seeing that our mother and son were like a drowned rat, she hurried home to get clothes for us to change into and kept us going to her house for dinner. Mother said, "Thank you very much. Aunt's house is just ahead. Let's pack up and go. "Mom and aunt washed the car together, washed the clothes in the ditch, wrung them out and dried them in the sun, put on aunt's clothes, thanked the enthusiastic aunt and set off again. Later, I didn't dare to shake all the way in the car and went home honestly. For many years, whenever I told my family about this experience, my mother never blamed me and praised me for knowing that I was distressed.

A breeze blew, which made me shudder involuntarily. Looking up, I don't know when the sun went into the clouds, and the cold in the street seemed to be heavier than before. I discussed with my mother: "Mom, it's a little cold outside. Go back!" " "Mom replied softly," yes, it's a little cold. You're wearing a little thin. Let's go home. "Mother is mother. When and under what circumstances, she never thinks for herself. I didn't explain to my mother. It's not that I'm cold. I just pulled up my mother's collar with tears in my eyes, held her hand tightly, and accompanied her to avoid the ice on the ground and walk home.

June 5438+February 2002 was written in Donghuangju.