maternal love

Son, a person who is happy with his life goals, but his approach seems to be biased. Waste school, game life, and even often quarrel with the mother. In fact, he is a filial child, but he often disagrees with his mother. Just because of his wrong behavior, in the eyes of the mother, like a bomb, the mother believes that it must be eradicated as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences are unimaginable.

The son protested to his mother in his own way, often making his mother angry. In fact, the mother loves him very much, even more than loving her own life. But after all, he didn't understand, and he still did his own thing. Until that day, the son really understood his mother's heart.

It was a cloudless summer, and my son, as usual, put down his schoolbag and ran out of school, ignoring the call of his mother. The mother had no choice but to go slowly in the direction of the supermarket. Today is the birthday of her son. She wants to give her son the food he likes, so as to resolve the unpleasantness of his son and his son.

The mother was busy in the kitchen for a while, she looked at the hearty meal on the table, her face filled with a smile. She sat in a chair waiting for her husband and son to return.

Waiting to wait, she gradually fell asleep. After a while, the husband came back with a briefcase and drenched, but he never returned. Her heart is a little anxious, will it be that her son is still arrogant with him? And it rained, he didn't bring an umbrella. So she asked her husband to eat first, and ran out of the house with an umbrella. She wanted to get her son back.

She took the umbrella and walked hard on the slippery road. She did not expect that the weather would change in the daytime. Walking and walking, suddenly "squeaky", she accidentally fell, and the head accidentally hit the pole, and suddenly lost consciousness.

When she was conscious, she was no longer on the hard road. She wants to open her eyes, but the eyelids are like a pound, so I can't open it. The only thing she felt was that her son was admitting himself to the side. Her tears could not help but slipped down quietly.

When she woke up with her eyes open, it was the morning of the third day. The sun shone into the white ward, and the son was standing beside the mother, watching her mother wake up, he smiled happily, and she smiled. At this time, the husband took the camera and took this warm moment.

Since then, the son has been touched by his mother's love. He is not violating his mother, but becomes more filial than before and is happier than before. Their family, because of this incident, has become more happy and more beautiful.