Mom, don't you go well?

There used to be such a little girl, only eight years old, in the second grade, the family is very poor, his father died in a car accident, leaving her and her mother to live together, for her daughter to live a good life, one day to After a friend introduced to the construction site to work, every day from the morning to 9:00, I came back. Sometimes my waist is not worth it, so her mother has been working for more than a year. The body was also worse every day. One afternoon, it was also a rainy day. I got off work at 8:00 in the evening and suddenly fell to the ground. At this time, a person on duty passed by and saw that she quickly sent her back to the hospital. The examination told her that lung cancer was advanced, but his mother told the doctor; don't tell my daughter, she wouldn't stand it, after a while, his daughter came home from school and saw how her mother had not returned home at ten o'clock. Anxious, after a while, a friend of the neighbor's family told him that your mother is in the hospital? The child is very sick, it is late! This is, she heard the news of this sunny day, crying and rushed to the hospital and saw her mother lying on the hospital bed. At this time, she said to her mother; Mom, what happened to you, where it hurts! Her mother said to her daughter with tears in her eyes; her mother has had lung cancer time is running out. My mother has a few words to say to you today; my mother is useless, your father has gone first, can’t give you a good life. I can't read it for you. I have to take good care of myself in the future. I have to study hard and my mother has gone. After that, his mother’s eyes will never wake up. At this time, her daughter shed tears and said to her mother; Mom, can you take another look at your poor daughter? My daughter is only eight years old! You are gone, how do you call your daughter to live! Am I not a stray child without a mother? Did your daughter talk to you and heard? Mother, why is it that every day is not working, and the ground is not working. Why is this, why should God take you away from me? Is it so hard for my life? Is this all the arrangement of God?

I sincerely hope that this little girl will not be sad. She must stand up firmly. Even if the road under her feet is so difficult, she must face it bravely. She must study hard and be a promising person. Then you die. Mom will be happy for you in the underground and be proud of you.

The third day: lively Fenger