/kloc-a touching story of 0/00 words

Winter with howling cold wind and heavy snow.

Fox's father left them on the third day after they were born. In order to find food for his mother to recover from illness, his father stole chickens from farmers' homes, but he was unexpectedly caught alive by farmers on the spot. Mother said to them with tears in her eyes, "children, always remember your hatred!" '

When the moon shone on the snow, the fox finally saw his mother limping back with a broken neck in her mouth. Drops of blood were caught in her leg by iron clips, just like the fox's eyes.

Brothers and sisters cheered and went over to compete for food on their mother's mouth. The fox failed to catch it. He licked the wound for his mother with tears in his eyes. Her mother smiled and said to it. "Don't cry, son. Learn to be strong at all times! '

The footsteps in the distance are getting closer and closer, and Mother Fox can certainly hear the footsteps of other animals.

Mother loudly told them to hide, but the hungry fox was still biting the food. Mother had to let the fox hide. It hid in a small tree hole in the distance. Looking back, an evil farmer appeared in front of his mother and his brothers and sisters with a boy of fifteen or sixteen. The dying mother was caught by the farmer before escaping a few steps with her frightened brothers and sisters.

Watching farmers and teenagers carry their mothers and brothers and sisters away, the fox's tears rolled down. But it stopped soon, because her mother said: learn to be strong at all times!

It quietly followed the farmers and teenagers, and finally followed the door of a dilapidated yard at the foot of the mountain. He saw his mother and brothers and sisters locked in a cage in the distance, and then the door clicked shut.

On the concrete wall, the fox shouted to his mother. When he shouted at the top of his lungs, the door clicked open and which boy came out. He didn't mean to run away, and even longed for him to catch it, because then he could be with his mother.

The boy walked up to it gently without touching its shiny fur and said, "hide quickly." If uncle sees you, you will also be arrested! " ! The fox dare not shout any more. He walked back step by step with tears in his eyes. I don't know how long I cried, but it finally fell asleep when I was cold and hungry. ...

When I woke up, the sun was shining warmly on the fox. The fox got up and said, "Mom! Mom, where are you? '

Along the way back last night, it came to the mottled door. The door is locked.

"Mom, mom, are you in there? The fox shouted with all his might.

No response, dead silence.

The fox shouted until he was hoarse and burst into tears.

: a rose

A gentleman stopped at the gate of the flower shop. He is going to order a bunch of flowers from the flower shop for his mother in his hometown.

When the gentleman was about to walk into the shop door, he found a little girl sitting on the road crying. The gentleman walked up to the little girl and asked her:

"Son, why are you sitting here crying? 」

I want to buy a rose for my mother, but I don't have enough money. "said the child. This gentleman is distressed.

"I see ..." So the gentleman took the little girl by the hand and walked into the flower shop. He first ordered a bunch of flowers for his mother, and then bought a rose for the little girl. Walking out of the flower shop, the gentleman suggested to the little girl that he drive her home.

"Do you really want to take me home? 」

"Of course! 」

"Then you can take me to see my mother. But uncle, my mother lives far away from here. 」

"If I had known, I wouldn't have taken you." This gentleman said jokingly.

The gentleman drove all the way as the little girl said. Unexpectedly, after walking out of the main road in the city, he followed the winding mountain road and came to the cemetery. The little girl put the flowers next to a new grave. She walked a long way to present a rose to her mother who died just a month ago. The gentleman sent the little girl home and then went back to the flower shop. He canceled the bouquet for his mother, bought a large bouquet instead, and went directly to his mother's house, which is five hours' drive from here. He will give her the flowers himself.

a rose

Hold a grand funeral for the dead,

When he was alive,

Kindness and filial piety.

2. An unlocked door

A mother and daughter live in a remote hut in a small village in the country. Her mother is afraid of being stolen, and always puts three locks on the doorknob at night. My daughter hates the boring and unchanging country life, just like a landscape painting. She yearns for this city and wants to see the gorgeous world she imagined through the radio. One morning, my daughter left her mother in pursuit of that illusory dream. She sneaked away from home while her mother was sleeping.

"Mom, you just don't have my daughter. Unfortunately, the world is not as beautiful as she imagined. Without knowing it, she got off the road and got stuck in the mud, and then she realized her mistake.

"mom! Ten years later, my grown-up daughter dragged her broken heart and clumsy body back to her hometown.

When she got home, it was already late at night, and a faint light was shining through the door. She tapped on the door, but suddenly she had a bad feeling. My daughter got a fright when she twisted the door. "It's strange that my mother never forgot to lock the door before. Mother's thin body curled up on the cold floor and fell asleep distressfully.

"Mom ... mom ..." Hearing her daughter's crying, mom opened her eyes and put her arm around her tired shoulder without saying a word. After crying in her mother's arms for a long time, her daughter suddenly asked curiously, "Mom, why didn't you lock the door today?" What if someone breaks in? " 」

Mom replied, "Not just today. I'm afraid you can't get in at night, so the door hasn't been locked for ten years. 」

The mother waited for her daughter to come back for ten years, and the decoration in the room was the same as that of that year. That night, the mother and daughter returned to the way they were ten years ago, locked the door tightly and fell asleep.

Family love is the cradle of hope,

Thanks for the warmth of home,

Give sustained growth momentum.

3. Hair in the lunch box

In that poor era, many students were often unable to take a decent lunch to school, just like the classmate next to me. His food is always black lobster sauce, but my lunch is often ham and poached eggs. There is a world of difference between them.

Moreover, this classmate will pick up his hair from the lunch box first, and then eat his lunch box casually. This uncomfortable discovery has been going on.

"I can see that his mother is too sloppy, and there is hair in her meal every day." The students are talking in private. In order to take care of my classmate's self-esteem, but I can't show it, I always feel so dirty, so my impression of this classmate began to be greatly discounted. One day after school, my classmates stopped me: "Come to my house to play if you have nothing to do. Although I don't want to, it's the first time since my classmate that he invited me to play at home, and I'm embarrassed to refuse him.

I followed my friends to a poor village with the steepest terrain in Seoul.

"Mom, I brought my friend. After hearing the excited voices of the students, the door opened. His elderly mother appeared at the door.

"My son's friend is here, let me have a look. But the classmate's mother who walked out of the door just touched the beam outside the door with her hand. It turns out that she is blind.

My nose feels sour and I can't say a word. Although this classmate usually has lobster sauce for lunch every day, it is his mother who can't be seen. He helped him pack carefully. It was not just a lunch, but also his mother's full love, even the hair mixed in it.

Preconceived ideas,

It often affects people's lifestyle.

Observe and discuss more,

There will be more unexpected discoveries.

4. the postman who grows flowers

There is a middle-aged postman in a small village. Since he just turned 20, he has traveled 50 kilometers every day, sending sad and happy stories to residents' homes day after day. In this way, twenty years passed quickly, and people and things changed several times. It's just that the road from the post office to the village has never been half a year, only flying dust.

"How long does this desolate road take? 」

He always feels a little sorry at the thought of riding a bike all his life on this dusty road without flowers and trees.

One day, when he was about to go back after delivering the letter, he happened to pass by a flower shop. "By the way, this is it! He went into the flower shop and bought a handful of wild flower seeds. From the next day, he took these seeds and scattered them on the road. In this way, after a day, two days, a month, two months ... he kept spreading the seeds of wild flowers.

Not long after, the desolate road that has been going back and forth for 20 years has actually opened many red and yellow flowers; Summer flowers bloom in summer, autumn flowers bloom in autumn, and flowers bloom in four seasons, never stopping.

Seeds and flowers make people in the village happier than any mail sent by the postman all his life.

On the road full of petals instead of dust, the postman whistling and riding a bicycle is no longer a lonely postman or a sad postman.

Life is like a blink of an eye,

Time flies,

Why not leave behind the good deeds,

Provide cool air for future generations?

The100th guest

The noon rush hour has passed, and the originally crowded snack bars have all dispersed. When the boss was about to catch his breath reading the newspaper, someone came in. That's an old woman and a little boy.

"How much is a bowl of beef soup rice? Grandma sat down, took out her wallet and counted the money, and ordered a bowl of soup rice, steaming soup rice. Grandma pushed the bowl in front of her grandson. The little boy swallowed and looked at grandma and said:

"Grandma, have you really had lunch?" "Of course. Grandma chewed slowly with a radish and kimchi between her arms. The little boy finished a bowl of rice in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, the boss walked up to two people and said, "Congratulations, old lady. You are so lucky today. You are our hundredth guest, so it's free. One day more than a month later, the little boy squatted opposite the snack bar, as if counting something, which surprised the boss who inadvertently looked out of the window.

It turned out that every time a little boy saw a guest walk into the shop, he put pebbles in the circle he drew, but it was almost time for lunch, and there were not even fifty pebbles.

The worried boss called all his old customers: "Are you busy? It's nothing. I want you to eat a bowl of soup rice. Today is my treat. After calling a lot of people, the guests began to arrive one after another. " Eighty-one, eighty-two, eighty-three ... "The little boy counted faster and faster. Finally, when was the ninety-ninth pebble put into the circle?

Just then, the little boy hurriedly took his grandmother's hand and entered the snack bar.

"Grandma, it's my treat this time." The little boy said proudly. Grandma, who really became the hundredth guest, asked her grandson to entertain a bowl of hot beef soup rice. The little boy chewed a radish and kimchi in his mouth like his grandmother used to.

"Send a bowl to that boy, too." The proprietress could not bear to say.

"The little boy is learning that he will be full even if he doesn't eat!" The boss replied.

Snoring ... grandma who ate with relish asked her little grandson, "Do you want to save some for you? 」

Unexpectedly, the little boy patted his stomach and said to his grandmother, "No, I'm full. Listen, grandma. 」

Well-intentioned ideas encourage seedlings,

Seedlings can form forests,

Everyone has love, and society has affection.

6. The most delicious instant noodles in the world

He is a single father, raising a seven-year-old boy by himself. Every time a child comes back from playing with friends, he feels deeply sorry for his dead wife, and there are also sad whispers in his heart. This happened the day he left his children for a business trip. He left home in a hurry because he had to catch a train and had no time to have breakfast with his children. I was worried about whether the child had eaten or cried all the way, and I couldn't let go of it. Even when I'm on a business trip, I call home from time to time. But the child is always very sensible and tells him not to worry. However, because of my anxiety, I finished my work in a hurry and set foot on the road home. When he got home, the child was asleep, and he was relieved. The fatigue of the journey made him weak. I was about to go to bed when I was suddenly surprised: under the quilt, there was a bowl of overturned instant noodles!

"This child!" In a rage, he punched his sleeping son in the ass.

"Why so naughty, make dad angry? You are so naughty. Why did you take the quilt? Who should I wash? This is the first time that he has physically punished a child since his wife died.

"I'm not ..." The child sobbed and pleaded, "I'm not naughty. This is ... this is dinner for my father. 」

It turned out that the child specially made two bowls of instant noodles to match his father's time to go home, one for himself and the other for his father. But because I was afraid that Dad's bowl would get cold, I put it under the quilt to keep warm.

Dad listened and hugged the child tightly without saying a word. Looking at the remaining half of the instant noodles in the bowl, I said, "Ah! Son, this is the most delicious instant noodles I have ever seen ... in the world! 」

No matter how young the child is,

And their dignity,

If parents find out that they are wrong about their children,

Bravely said to them:

"I'm sorry 」。

Crazy mother

Twenty-three years ago, a young woman came to our village, unkempt, giggling at everyone and urinating in public without hesitation. Therefore, the daughter-in-law in the village often spits on the woman, and some daughters-in-law even stepped forward to kick her and told her to "get out of here". But she just wouldn't go, still giggling and wandering around the village.

At that time, my father was 35 years old. He used to work in a quarry, and his left hand was interrupted by a machine. Because of his poor family, he has never married. Grandma saw that the woman was still somewhat beautiful, so she moved her mind and decided to accept her as my father's daughter-in-law. She was driven away after she renewed her fragrance for my family. Although my father was reluctant, he looked at the situation at home and gritted his teeth and agreed. As a result, my father became the groom without spending a penny.

When my mother gave birth to me, my grandmother hugged me, with a few teeth left, and said happily, "This crazy woman gave birth to a grandson with a handle." It's just that when I was born, my grandmother took me away and never let my mother near me.

My mother always wanted to hug me and repeatedly shouted "Come, give it to me ..." Grandma ignored her. I am so small, like a meat toot. What if my mother accidentally dropped me on the ground? After all, mom is crazy. Whenever my mother asks for a hug, grandma always stares at her and tells her, "Don't try to hug the baby, I won't give it to you." If I find you hugging him secretly, I will kill you. Even if I don't kill you, I will kick you out. " Grandma didn't mean anything vague when she said this. Mom understood, her face was full of fear, and she just looked at me from a distance every time. Although my mother's breasts are swollen badly, I can't eat half of my mother's milk. My grandmother feeds me spoon by spoon. Grandma said that there was a "psycho" in my mother's milk, so it would be troublesome to infect me.

At that time, my family was still struggling in the quagmire of poverty Especially after my mother and I were added, the pot often failed to open at home. Grandma decided to get rid of her mother because she not only ate idle meals at home, but also made trouble from time to time.

One day, grandma cooked a big pot of rice and personally added a big bowl to her mother, saying, "Wife, this family is too poor. My mother-in-law is sorry for you." After you finish this bowl of rice, you will go to live with a richer family and never come again, huh? "Niang mouth just baked a big meal, heard grandma's marching orders, very surprised. A big meal stagnated in her mouth. My mother looked at me in my grandmother's arms and muttered, "No, don't ..." Grandma suddenly lowered her face, took out a dignified paternalistic style and shouted sharply, "You crazy bitch, why are you so stubborn? There is no good fruit for you to eat. You've been wandering around. I have taken you in for two years. What do you want? Leave after dinner, do you hear? " Grandma said, and took out a hoe from behind the door and slammed it on the ground like Long Touzhang of Yu Taijun, making a sound. Niang was startled, looked at her mother-in-law timidly, and slowly lowered her head to look at the rice bowl in front of her. Tears fell on glistening rice. Under the strong light, Niang suddenly made a very strange move. She gave more than half of the rice in one bowl to another empty bowl, and then looked at her grandmother piteously.

Grandma froze. It turned out that Niang told her that she only ate half a bowl of rice for every meal, just begging not to drive her away. My heart seems to have been pulled hard. Grandma is also a woman, and her tough attitude is also fake. Grandma didn't go too far. She held back her tears and said with a straight face, "Eat, eat and go." You will starve to death in my house. "Niang seems desperate, did not even eat half a bowl of rice, lang lang stagger out of the door, but stood in front of the door for a long time. Grandma hardened her heart and said, "Go, go and don't look back. There are many rich families in the world! " Instead, the mother came over and put her hand into her mother-in-law's arms. It turns out that mom wants to hug me.

Grandma was depressed for a while, but she gave me to her mother like a baby. My mother held me in her arms for the first time, and she smiled brightly. But grandma put her hand under me, for fear that my mother's madness would throw me away like garbage. My mother held me for less than three minutes, and my grandmother couldn't wait to pull me away, then turned and closed the door.

When I was ignorant, I discovered that all my friends had mothers except me. I asked my father, and I also asked my grandmother. They said, your mother is dead. But my little friend told me, "Your mother is crazy and your grandmother drove her away." I asked my grandmother to give my mother back to me, called her "grandma wolf", and even spilled the rice she brought me all over the floor. At that time, I didn't have the concept of "crazy", but I missed her very much. What does she look like? Still alive? Unexpectedly, when I was six years old, my mother, who had been away from home for five years, came back.

That day, several friends flew in and reported, "Xiaoshu, go and see, your mother is back, and your crazy mother is back." I ran out happily, and my parents followed me. This is the first time I have seen my mother since I can remember. She is still in rags, and there are some yellow grass clippings in her hair. God knows she spent the night in that haystack. Mother didn't dare to enter the house, just facing my house, sitting on the stone pile in the rice field in front of the village, holding a dirty balloon in her hand. When I stood in front of her with a group of friends, she was eager to find her son among us. My mother finally stared at me, staring at me all the time, cracking her mouth and calling me, "Little tree … ball … ball." She stood up, kept raising the balloon in her hand and threw herself into my arms please. I keep retreating. I'm disappointed. I didn't expect my mother, whom I miss day and night, to look like this. A little friend said, "Xiaoshu, do you know what crazy people are like now?" Just like your mother. "

I said angrily to my little friend, "She is your mother! Your mother is crazy, your mother is like this. " I turned my head and ran. I don't want this crazy mother. Grandma and dad led the mother into the door. At that time, after grandma kicked her mother out, her conscience was tortured. As she grew older, her heart could no longer harden, so she left her mother on her own initiative, and my boss didn't want to, because she lost my face.

I have never given my mother a good look, never talked to her on my own initiative, and never even called her "Niang". The communication between us is mainly based on my "roar", and my mother never dares to talk back.

Mom can't be left at home for nothing, so grandma decided to train her to do some chores. When working in the field, grandma took her mother out to "watch" and said she would be beaten if she didn't obey.

A few days later, grandma thought Niang was trained by herself, so she told her to go out and cut pig grass alone. Unexpectedly, mother cut two baskets of "pig grass" in half an hour. Grandma looked worried and panicked. Mother cut the rice that was beating and heading in someone else's field. Grandma angrily scolded her: "Crazy woman doesn't care about food and grass ..." When Grandma was thinking about how to clean up the mess, the owner of the rice field came and said that she deliberately instigated it. Grandma flew into a rage, took out a stick in front of others and knocked it on her lower back, saying, "Kill you crazy bitch, get out of my way ..."

Although mother is crazy, she knows the pain. She jumped away from the stick and kept wailing "No, no …". Finally, people couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Forget it, we won't pursue it. Be strict with her in the future ... "After the storm subsided, Mother lay on the ground sobbing. I disdainfully said to her, "You can't tell grass from rice. You are really a pig. " As soon as I spoke, I got a slap on the back of my head, which was played by my grandmother. Grandma glared at me and scolded me, "Little Rabbit, what are you talking about?" If you do this again, she's your mother, too! "I disdain a pie mouth:" I don't have such a stupid crazy mother! " "

"Wow, you are getting more and more ridiculous. See if I don't hit you! " Grandma raised her hand again. At this time, I saw my mother jump up from the ground like a spring and lie between me and my grandmother. My mother pointed at her head and shouted, "Hit me, hit me".

I see. Mom asked grandma to hit her, not me. Grandma hung her hand in mid-air and murmured, "This crazy woman knows how to love her children!" " "Soon after I went to school, my father was invited by a professional fish farmer in a neighboring village to guard the fish pond and earn 50 yuan a month. My mother still goes out to work under the leadership of my grandmother, mainly to fight pig grass, which has not caused any big trouble.

I remember a winter day in the third grade of primary school. I was hungry and suddenly it began to rain. My grandmother asked my mother to give me an umbrella. Mother may have fallen several times all the way, and she looks like an eye inflammation. She stood by the window of the classroom and looked at me with a smirk. She also called, "Tree ... Umbrella ..." Some students giggled. I'm on pins and needles. I hate my mother. I hate her ignorance, hate her embarrassing me, and hate Fan Jiaxi who took the lead in heckling. While he was still exaggerating, I grabbed the pencil case in front of me and threw it at him, but Fan Jiaxi dodged. He rushed forward and grabbed my neck, and we tore it apart. I'm small, I'm no match for him at all, and he knocked me down easily. At this moment, I heard a long whistle of "Ow" coming from outside the classroom. Mother flew in like a soldier, grabbed Fan Jiaxi and dragged her outside. It's true that a madman has great strength. Mother lifted Fan Jiaxi, who bullied me, into the air with both hands. He screamed with fear, and a pair of chubby calves kicked around in the air. Mother ignored him, threw him into the pond at the school gate, and then walked away with a cold face.

Mom made a big mistake for me, but she seems fine. In front of me, my mother resumed a timid expression and looked at me please. I understand that this is maternal love. Even if she is unconscious, maternal love is sober, because her son has been bullied by others. At that time, I couldn't help crying: "Mom!" This is the first time I have called her since I can speak. Mom was shocked, looked at me for a long time, then blushed like a child, grinned and looked silly. That day, our mother and son came home with an umbrella for the first time. I told my grandmother about it, and she was so scared that she fell down on the chair and called her father back at once. Dad had just entered the house when a group of mature men with knives and sticks broke into my house. They smashed pots and pans, and it was like a magnitude 9 earthquake at home. These are the people invited by Fan Jiaxi's family. Fan Fu pointed to his father's nose and said, "My son is scared out of his mind and is now lying in the hospital. If your family doesn't pay 1000 medical bills, I will fucking burn your family down. "

1000? Dad is only 50 yuan a month! Looking at the murderous Fan family, my father's eyes slowly burned red. He stared at his mother with terrible eyes, quickly took off the belt around his waist with one hand and hit her in the past. Time and time again, mother jumps and hides helplessly like a mouse living in fear and like a prey running into a dead end. I will never forget her harsh voice and the crisp sound of the belt on her. Finally, the director of the police station came to stop dad's violent hands. As a result of mediation by the police station, both sides have losses and no debts. Arrest anyone who makes trouble! After a group of people left, dad looked at the broken pots and bowls all over the room, and then at his scarred mother. Suddenly, he put his arms around her and cried, "crazy woman, I didn't want to hit you, or I would." This will not work, and we can't afford to lose others. " This is all caused by poverty! "Dad looked at me again and said," Shuer, you must study hard before you can go to college. "Otherwise, we will be bullied for life!" I nodded wisely.

In the summer of 2000, I was admitted to high school with excellent results. My grandmother died unfortunately because of overwork, which made life at home more difficult. Enshi Civil Affairs Bureau lists my family as a poor household and subsidizes 40 yuan every month. My high school has also reduced my tuition and fees appropriately, so that I can continue my studies.

Because I study hard, I seldom go home. My father is still working for 50 yuan, so the burden of delivering meals to me falls on my mother. Every time my aunt next door always helps me copy pickles for my mother to eat. The loss of mother on the 20 km Yangchangshan Road was firmly recorded, rain or shine. It is a miracle that the mother is not crazy about what she has done for her son. Besides maternal love, I can't explain how to decipher this phenomenon in medicine.

On April 27th, 2003, another Sunday, my mother came and brought me not only vegetables, but also a dozen wild peaches. I picked up one, took a bite, smiled and asked her, "It's quite sweet. Where did it come from? " Mother said, "I ... I picked it ..." I didn't expect her to pick wild peaches. I sincerely praised her, "Mom, you are really getting more and more capable." Niang hey hey smiled.

Before my mother left, I told her to pay attention to safety, and my mother replied. After seeing my mother off, I plunged into the final review before the college entrance examination. The next day, when I was in class, my aunt hurried to school and asked the teacher to shout me out of the classroom. My aunt asked my mother if she had delivered any food. I said yes, she went back yesterday. Menstruation said, "No, she hasn't come home yet." My heart is tight, my mother should not go the wrong way, right? But she has been on this road for three years. She can't go wrong. Menstruation asked, "Your mother didn't say anything?" I said no, she brought me a dozen wild peaches. Aunt clapped her hands and said, "It's broken, maybe it's broken in this wild peach." My aunt asked me for leave and we walked back along the mountain road. On the way home, there were indeed a few wild peach trees. There were a few peaches hanging sparsely on the peach trees, which were preserved because they grew on the cliff. At the same time, we found a peach tree with broken branches and an abyss under it. My aunt looked at me and said, "Let's go under the cliff!" " "I said," Aunt, don't scare me ... "Aunt jumped on me and walked into the valley. ...

Mother lay quietly at the bottom of the valley, surrounded by some scattered peaches. She still holds one tightly in her hand, and the blood has already solidified into a heavy black. My insides are torn by sadness. I hugged my mother tightly and said, "mom, my evil mother, I regret that this peach is sweet." It was my son who killed you ... Mom, you didn't enjoy a good life alive ... "I leaned my head on my mother's cold face, and all the stones crying all over the mountain accompanied me to cry. ...

On August 7th, 2003, on the100th day after my mother was buried, the admission notice of Hubei University bronzing passed through the road my mother walked, the wild peach trees, the rice fields in front of the village and flew straight into my home. I put this late letter in my mother's cold grave: "Mom, my son made a promise, did you hear that?" You can smile in the grave! "