Three articles in memory of mother.

Articles commemorating mother's death 100 day

The living have age, and the rest have time.

Our beloved mother passed away on September 4, 20 12. Today, she has left us for one hundred days. She has spent the days and nights when she left, and she really left.

The death of our mother left our children with endless sadness, and your voice and smile shook in front of my eyes for a long time. Your kindness and perseverance are our eternal wealth.

My mother's departure has taught me more responsibility, more tolerance and made me stronger? Heaven rewards diligence? Values. Mother taught us how to be a man and how to live.

Mom, without mom, there would be no steaming home where we often run. Without mother, there would be no caring love, no sunshine in winter, coolness in summer, green in spring and golden in autumn.

In the past 100 days, you have appeared in front of our eyes every day, and our children want to tell you how much they miss you. Looking at your portrait, we often pay homage to the memories on the internet, and the spring in our hearts is irrepressible and blurs our sight.

I know my mother's figure is drifting away and will never come back. But our thoughts have not weakened at all. I watched my parents' photo album again today. The smile of the mother's portrait is very penetrating. I obviously feel that my heart and my mother's heart are not separated by yin and yang. My mother's heart is in my heart, and I will never be lonely. My heart is in my mother's heart, and my mother will never feel cold and lonely. Mom! I really miss you!

Think about her kindness, think about her hard work, think about her suffering on earth. I know my heartbreak is just in vain, and tears can't repay me. I know that nothing can repay my mother's kindness in life and upbringing. But I will keep this mother-child complex deep in my heart until I take it to another world and continue it in the next life; I passed on my mother's kindness to the younger generation, and let my mother's kindness, simplicity and generosity last for ten thousand generations.

My mother is gone forever, but my mother loves me forever. I will live in my mother's heart forever. My mother and son love each other and never leave. The sun in the sky is the mother's heart, always warm and loving the child; There are thick white clouds in the sky, and my mother is on them, watching the children's food, clothing, housing and transportation every day. I know that the heavy bottom is my mother's tears of homesickness; The gentle breeze is the mother, who is kissing the children's cheeks and touching their backs; The voice of nature in the morning and evening is mother, calling her children and comforting her gently. Mom, I know you are by my side, always, forever, forever.

Mother is gone forever, her kind and hardworking virtues are quietly buried in the soil, and her simple and generous qualities are quietly scattered into the world. Her silent dedication throughout her life, her understanding, consideration, kindness to others, and forbearing sacrifice are all her wealth to her children and grandchildren, nourishing them and passing them on from generation to generation!

My mother is gone forever, with heavy history, unyielding struggle against unfair fate, attachment to children and grandchildren, and disappointment with the world. She went to a distant place she used to know, and that place was called heaven. My children knelt down and prayed to God to bless my great mother, rest in heaven, and pray to God to bless my mother in the afterlife.

Mother is gone, and her greatest wish is that we have a good life. When we are alive, we must live a life that makes the old people smile.

At this time, the dawn outside the window has faded and a new day has arrived. Mothers and children will put aside their grief, and I believe you will be happy to see our happy life. Children will bury their thoughts in their hearts and only take them out to talk to you in the dead of night. Mother, please rest in peace in heaven!

May mother be happy in the spirit of heaven!

The article in memory of mother mourned her deeply.

Dare not open the door of missing, can not bear the sadness of losing my mother;

I dare not think of my mother quietly, and my heart ached;

I can't believe the passing fact, because I still can't accept it.

Calling mom silently still hurts.

Mom, you left, but you left the pain to your daughter.

Mom, how could you leave so suddenly!

Mom, your daughter wants to be filial to you. Why don't you give her more opportunities?

Mom, you don't know that your leaving will make your daughter feel guilty for life. You still have many unfulfilled wishes. How can you leave? My mother is in bad karma.

As I said, I want you to travel and experience all the means of transportation. You haven't been on a boat or plane. How could you leave?

Let me tell you, did I buy you three gold medals? You haven't worn them. Why don't you wait?

I told you, I bought you a cashmere coat. You haven't worn it. How could you leave?

I said, when you are ready, I will accompany you to visit Xi 'an before going home, but why don't you?

Mom, since you are going to cry, why can't you not go?

Mom, since you are so sad, why don't you cherish your life, my mother?

Mom, you must have been ill for a long time, but why did you persist? Why didn't you say anything? Why, once you find it, it's irreversible, mom.

Mom, my daughter loves you very much. Why are you hiding when you are sick? Why didn't you say anything, mom?

Mom, I miss you deeply. My daughter is in tears, my dear mother. . . . . .

An article about carnations sent to heaven in memory of mother? Miss my mother

It has been half a year since my mother left me in a blink of an eye. This year is Mother's Day. In the days of leaving my mother, many nights will show her loving voice and all the little things about my mother.

My mother is a very bad woman and her life is full of ups and downs. My mother grew up in a poor family and was the eldest in the family. My brother was only six months old when my grandfather died. In order to help grandma raise her children, mom didn't go to school for a day. It can be said that my mother brought up several uncles and aunts.

My mother was very capable when she was young. In addition to washing clothes and cooking during the day, she also works hard to earn work points in the production team, which is more capable than many men. In the evening, she will prepare dinner for her family, cut pig grass and feed the livestock. After my mom and dad got married, my dad went to work in other places every year, leaving everything at home to my mom. My father is an only child. In the village, people are weak and poor, and they are bullied by villagers. My mother gets up early and is greedy for the dark every day. When she is not at home, she must be in the field, taking care of my sister and me.

I remember in the annual potato digging season, at six o'clock in the morning, my mother went to work in the fields with a shovel and basket, and then went home at ten o'clock to make breakfast for my sister and me. After breakfast, she led me to dig potatoes in the field behind her sister's back. At noon, when the sun is hottest, all the people who work in the fields go home for dinner and rest. Only my mother chewed dry steamed bread and drank a few mouthfuls of herbal tea, and silently continued to pick potatoes with her head down in the scorching sun. When her sister cried, she had to work behind her back. At night, there are lights everywhere. After my mother cooked dinner for my sister and me, she went out to mow the grass and feed it to the livestock. It is often when my mother comes home that my sister and I climb the threshold and fall asleep. In that unforgettable childhood, the role of mother was both mother and father.

Although my mother has never been to school for a day in her life, she is extremely supportive of my sister and me. As long as it helps my sister and I study, she will borrow money to buy things. A registration fee of 100 yuan is required to participate in math olympiad classes and competitions in grade one. At that time, there was no money at home, and my mother only borrowed 80 yuan from others. Finally, I had to spend 30 yuan to take my two chickens to the market.

When I was at school, my mother would supervise and check my study with my sister every day, and often accompanied my younger brother and sister to finish their homework before doing other things. Although my mother can't read, we can basically judge the academic achievements of my sister and me from the seriousness of our homework and the cross-checking of the teacher's homework. The first semester of the second day of junior high school was fun-loving, and his grades dropped sharply. I only got 34 points in the English midterm. Because I was afraid that my father would hit me, I found a red pen, secretly changed my score to 84, and then signed it for my mother. I thought my mother couldn't read, but I didn't expect her to wonder after reading the paper: how can it be 84 points? After careful identification, my mother found that I changed my score. At that time, my mother gave me a good beating. After being beaten, she also cried and was very sad. My mother went out to work without saying a word. I also know that I really broke her heart this time. I remember my mother's favorite sentence before I 17 years old: my sister and I are their hope. As long as our brother and sister study hard, it doesn't matter how bitter she and her father are.

In my memory, my mother's happiest thing is that I was admitted to a key middle school in the provincial capital that year. When my mother saw the admission notice, she touched it gently. First she smiled, and then tears of joy flowed from her eyes, as if all the hardships she had suffered before had been released and freed at that moment. In the evening, my mother killed a chicken, which was also the best meal my mother had ever eaten in my memory.

When I was in secondary school, I was growing up. My mother always likes to make scrambled eggs for me when I come home every weekend. At that time, my family was poor, and my life rarely improved. I only had my own eggs, but when I was at home, my mother changed the way to enrich the food and often killed the chicken and gave me chicken soup. Once my mother saw the photos of me and some classmates, and a week after she came home, she found that her mother had bought me a pair of new leather shoes and some clothes. Mom said: Seeing that I was wearing the simplest clothes among several classmates, I was afraid that my classmates would laugh at me at school and look down on me, which made me feel wronged, so I gave me leather shoes and clothes. I was ashamed at that time, because my mother had not worn new clothes and shoes for many years, but in order to take care of her son's face, she made herself suffer more. But my mother is still an old saying: as long as I study hard, it doesn't matter how shabby she and her father dress.

I have been working in a small city far from home since work. Because work and life are not smooth, I don't call home many times. My mother knows that many things are not going well with me and often calls me to encourage me. Later, my sister said: during my work, my mother read the weather forecast of my city every day and would talk about me every time the weather changed. In the third year of work, I was seriously ill and almost killed me. During the two months in hospital, I had a high fever every day, and sometimes I was unconscious and in a coma. When I am most vulnerable psychologically and physically, my mother tells me some interesting things every day, which makes me happy and strong. She washed my face and scrubbed my back and arms with a towel every day like when I was a child. When I take medicine in the morning, I gently touch my back with my hand until I wake up. As my sister and I grew up, my mother's health deteriorated day by day. As early as when I was born, I suffered from rheumatism when I was working in the fields before confinement. Until later, my mother fell ill with rheumatic heart disease. When mother knew that the operation cost was 60,000 yuan, she wanted to give up the operation, because she didn't want the whole family to be in debt for her, and she didn't want her father's thin body to bear a heavier burden. However, my mother knows that even if she sells her house and land in the heart of the whole family, she will do her surgery well, because there are too many things that her mother has not done. She didn't see the glory of her sister's graduation from college or the joy of her son's marriage. She also wants to hear her daughter's clever whisper. She can't give up her husband who shares joys and sorrows with her. Finally, she walked onto the operating table with tears in her eyes, and her mother's kindness touched God. God bless her to get through this safely.

My sister was admitted to a university in Chengdu in the year when my mother had surgery. At that time, the family owed a lot of money, and my sister wanted to give up her hard-won studies. No matter how my sister explained it, my mother didn't agree with my sister's request and always encouraged and comforted her not to be burdened by thoughts. She also said that she would make money to take her back to her hometown to visit relatives after graduation. That year, my sister's first month's living expenses were raised by her mother every day in the sun all summer. My sister studied hard when she was studying in Chengdu. Every semester? Miyoshi students? Whenever neighbors tell their mother about their sister, her mother's face is always filled with pride. At that moment, she forgot that she was a person recovering from a serious illness, and even forgot the hardships of running around in the hot sun to collect her sister's living expenses, and forgot the fatigue of picking tomatoes and strawberries in other people's fields all day for 30 yuan. My mother has always encouraged my sister to study hard at school and let her become an engineer after work. Although my mother doesn't know what an engineer does, she knows that it's a name for a literate person, and it's a glorious thing to be an engineer.

Mother has been a restless person all her life. Although she was in poor health after the operation, she helped her father with farm work every day. When there is no farm work, my mother makes embroidered insoles for my younger brother, sister, wife and father. My mother's craftsmanship is very skillful, and the embroidered flower-and-bird patterns are vivid. Until now, there are not many insoles in our family. Because embroidery is too eye-catching and harmful to our health, we often advise our mother not to do it again, but every time she says that she is free, she will feel uncomfortable, and she will bless her father and our children wherever we go.

Mother's temperament is very gentle, she speaks kindly and friendly, and she has never had an unpleasant quarrel with her neighbors. She often teaches my sister and I to be kind to others and not to be too impatient. I have been impatient and careless since I was a child, and I don't know how many times I was physically punished by my father. After work, every time I go home to chat with my mother, my mother will teach me how to grow flowers and prune them, so that I can read her Bible stories slowly. Mom said that the purpose of doing this is to make me be patient and careful and get rid of some bad habits. Think about what my mother did at the beginning. It was really well-intentioned.

My wife and I have been married for two years. Because of work pressure and financial difficulties, I have never had children. After my mother died, my sister told me that her greatest wish before her death was to have a grandson in her lifetime and find a reliable son-in-law for her. Unfortunately, before this day came, my mother's short life was ruthlessly taken away by illness, which made my sister and I regret it for life.

When I was hospitalized for the second time, my mother refused to agree with the doctor's advice when she knew that her heart was going to be operated again. We all know what mom means: she is afraid that we will suffer again to see her. But what is the truth that children don't care about their mothers? What's more, my sister and I will always owe our mother, not just gratitude and money.

As the deadline for surgery is approaching, my sister gently leans over her mother's ear lying in the hospital bed: Mom, you promised your daughter to send you a bunch of carnations on Mother's Day next summer, and my sister (my wife) also promised you a chubby grandson next year?

Mother, full of tears, nodded gently and closed her eyes. But this time, God didn't bless my mother through this difficulty. Twenty-six hours after the operation, the disease attacked her again, but this time it completely took away my mother's young life, made my dear mother lose everything completely, made her children lose her kind mother and made her husband lose her beloved wife. Mom! She was only fifty-one, just at the beginning of her life to enjoy family happiness, but she left, leaving her and her family with lifelong regrets.

Mother's life was bumpy and bitter until she left, leaving many regrets and too many unfinished wishes. She has never seen her sister find Mr. Right and walk down the red carpet in a white wedding dress, nor has she seen her long-awaited lovely little grandson; My son wants to take his mother to a restaurant in the city for dinner, but her mother doesn't agree. The baby girl wants to send a bunch of carnations on Mother's Day next year, and her husband wants to go back to his hometown to visit relatives with her until his daughter has a home. However, now these wishes have not come true, but her mother has quietly left. She left so suddenly and peacefully.

I miss my mother, think of her loving mother's feelings for my birthday and my sister's birthday when I was a child, and think of her gentleness and thoughtfulness when she wiped her father's sweat in the field; Do you still remember the scene when my mother took her sister home on a muddy dirt road in the pouring rain, and the shivering figure when my mother was selling in the streets in the cold of MINUS 30 degrees?

Mom, let's go. She is ordinary, kind, caring, selfless, gentle and considerate. In the evening, I dreamed of my mother again. I dreamed that my sister threw herself into her arms with a bunch of carnations. I dreamed that my mother told me that she would care and bless me in heaven, so that I could face all difficulties bravely in the future and learn not to cry and thank her for her spirit in heaven.