Since we went to school, we have learned countless ancient poems, but one of my favorite poems is Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wandering Son. I think it embodies a loving, simple and great mother's infinite love for her children. Today's life is not as poor as before, and now children can't appreciate their mother's love for their children, but as mothers, they still care silently. Take care of your children. For example, in the air crash of July 31 in Nanjing, when cleaning up the scene, people found a young mother named Gong Hongmei holding a nine-month-old baby in her hands. Among more than 2 survivors, the baby was the least injured. "When cleaning up the Tangshan earthquake, people found a mother cutting her blood vessels and feeding the baby in her arms with blood."
Reading this question, my heart was shocked. At a critical juncture. After being influenced by this great maternal love, I can't help asking the world, do we all want to return to our mothers? I don't want to be grateful for the kindness of raising, but it is only natural to straighten out human feelings. On the contrary, I read in the newspaper: News 1: A man developed in the city and refused to bear the responsibility of supporting his mother, on the grounds that he gave up the inheritance right of the old rural house. I don't know if such a person ever remembered that mothers haggled like this when raising their sons. If you forget everything, do you still remember the flesh and blood that wraps the dirty soul?
News 2: There is a landscape in a rural area. Small houses are built on the side of big houses, mostly to provide "convenience" for elderly parents to live in. It goes without saying that the big house has been occupied by their children in advance. I wonder if these children have gone deep into it. Parents have gone through a lot of hardships to bring you up, and now you are old and weak. Apart from this house bought with sweat, what else can you squeeze? News 3: After studying abroad, a student is unwilling to return to China and stay in other places, because the motherland is obviously rich in the west. I want to ask such a person, have you ever eaten the milk of the rich in the west? Don't you have any memories of your hard and determined mother in your heart? Don't you have any impression of the Yellow River and the Great Wall? Nowadays, there are indeed some people who lack the minimum conscience, do not bear the responsibility of support, and look forward to their ancestors. They indulge the expansion of human desires and stay away from the true meaning of life. However, such people are despised by everyone for their filial piety to their parents, and the traditional beauty of loving the motherland is still carried forward in the eulogy of the Chinese nation. I also saw a short essay entitled "Repaying Mothers" in the newspaper, asking children to start from childhood, starting with me and giving it to their mothers. Noble moral sentiments and persistent sense of social naturalness begin with love, which will always be an eternal spiritual bond between "I-mother-motherland". "Crows feed sheep on their knees".
Let's learn to repay our mothers and help them heal their spiritual wounds while enjoying the warmth of maternal love. Shakespeare has a famous saying.