My favorite book

Grandpa Ji Xianlin once wrote in the article: No matter what reputation, status, happiness or honor in the world, it is not as good as being with the mother.

She is an ordinary Korean mother. However, in his seventies, he learned to write and recognize words through self-study and began to record family diaries every day. In her life, she has a kind of indifference and mourning for the world and life, writing trivial things in her home, her children, parents and brothers, daily work, and recording the love for her family in a diary. She, It is Hong Rong female mother.

Her seventy-year-old daughter, Huang Anna, stumbled upon her mother's diary one day. It was shocked by the secret of my mother's heart.

She once repented: "Mom has always relied on the phrase "will come" for the rest of my life, waiting for my children. Mom once said: 'From the day before you came, I looked at the table. At this time of the day after tomorrow, you should leave. 'Before the children arrived, my mother thought of the parting after a few days. I was sad and saddened by this. I am doing this as a daughter. It!"

Hong Rong's mother lives in a small mountain village. He is very lonely and very lonely. Often a person talks to the little animals. After getting up in the morning, water the vegetables and feed the animals, just like the children who had nurtured her.

She likes to call. Since her eldest daughter, Huang Anna, bought a phone call for her, she called every day, otherwise she was not at ease. How much Hongrong female mother missed her children!

"Mom, I will come again." This sentence is the introduction of the book. The 96-year-old Hong Rong’s mother died at the age of her, and her eldest daughter, Huang Anna, said a word in front of her grave. Mixed with thoughts. She imagined her mother laughing and saying over there: "You are so busy, what are you doing with me?" This is a kind of miss for my mother, Imagine that my mother is still alive, holding her hand and accompanying her slowly. Going to the ground...

We live under the care of our mother, and no matter how much the mother gives to the child, she still feels that she has not paid enough. But we must learn to honor our mother: mother comes back to work, pour a glass of water; after dinner, help her mother wash the dishes; in the morning, wash clothes for her mother... This is the best filial piety for her mother.

In life, there are many things that I do for my mother that make me unforgettable. One thing I have done for my mother, I still remember it so far:

One evening, the sky suddenly started to rain. Mother took me, riding a motorcycle, on the way home.

Back to the door, my mother told me to go down the motorcycle first, and I drove heavy rain to the firewood room to put the car. I opened the door. Suddenly, I stopped. I thought: With such a big rain, my mother must have no umbrella. I went upstairs and took the umbrella to my mother...

I hurried home, took an umbrella, and hurried down the building, holding an umbrella and walking to the firewood. Suddenly, my mother came out of my sight with an umbrella. It seems a bit strange that my mother saw me. I am very happy, happy mother was not rained, but a little disappointed.

Mom smiled and walked over to me and said, "My daughter has grown up!"

That day, I spent my time in happiness.

When I was a child, my mother took us and walked happily on the street. If one day, my mother is old, please be like a mother when I was a child, on the street, happy to go...

Fifth grade: Wan Hao