Autumn is bleak, it ruthlessly deprives all life, and yellow leaves are reluctant to leave their mother and fall beside her. At this time, the mother watched helplessly as her children fell to the ground one by one, but could do nothing. She forgot that she was going yellow and lost her old vitality.
Twenty years ago, I was so excited that I dragged my suitcase home from school. I wanted to walk behind my mother gently and cover my eyes to give her a surprise. However, when I entered the room, I saw my mother sitting on a stool. Her face was haggard and pale. She was shaking with a steaming cup in her hand, staring out of the window, sitting there in a daze with a listless look. There is headache powder on the table next to her, which has just been opened. There are several packets of pain powder scattered on the ground. Mom is usually sick, so in order to save money for her family, she drinks several packs of pain-relieving powder, and she can get over a cold by relying on her own resistance. But this time, ...
I put down my suitcase and went to my mother and said, "Mom, you are sick."
After a long time, my mother came to her senses, looked at my face, forced out a hoarse smile and whispered, "Nothing, just a common cold." Just drink a few packs of painkillers. "
I don't know what happened after listening to it. I grabbed the cup from my mother and slammed it on the ground. I yelled at my mother, "How many times have I told you to see a doctor if you have a cold? Don't you understand when you see a doctor? " Headache powder, who just opened the desk, threw it into the trash can in front of her mother. I pointed to the trash can and gnashed my teeth at my mother and said loudly, "I'll let you drink it and see if you drink it in the future."
At this time, the mother is like a child who has made a mistake, and her head is bowed and she is trembling even more. I can see my mother's eyes are red and tears are rolling in her eyes.
I turned and walked to the window, looked at the heartless moon in the sky, raised my hand and wiped away tears with my sleeves, took a long breath of air and turned to look at my mother, only to find that my mother was so lonely, helpless and lost. I walked gently to my mother and comforted her with a gentle voice: "Mom, we won't drink headache powder when we are sick. Let's see a doctor. Is that okay? " Hold mom's hand when you talk. Only then did I find that my mother's rough hands were so cold.
Mother sighed, her voice trembling.
Seven minutes later, I personally put on the winter cotton-padded jacket that she sewed for me before, and then took my mother's hand and went to the town health center.
On the road, I inadvertently saw the bright and beautiful moonlight, but it made people feel chilling. The merciless moon shines the moonlight on two people on the road without bias. It presents a beautiful painting, with the short man holding the tall man's hand in front and walking hard on the bumpy dirt road.
Under the irradiation of Leng Yue, I held my mother's hand tightly and felt so warm. At this moment, I seemed to see my mother holding my hand when I was a child with a fever at night. The difference is that the moon was warm and bright at that time. This time, the weather is very cold. The cold woke me up. I'm not the same old boys as I used to be. The cold made me realize that my mother was getting old, too.
I looked at my mother in the cold moonlight and asked, "Is it cold?" Mom looked at me and smiled again: "It's not cold, it's warm."
I can feel my mother's hands shaking.
Parents do grow more like children, but we love our hearts and will never change. So we have to pay them back twice. You can't dislike them just because they are old and slow.