The festival is double, and the Laba Festival is celebrated at the beginning of the new year. In the past, every year, my mother always worked on a pot of Laba porridge on this day, and the family got together. When night came, the whole family had to go out and make a bonfire, which not only inherited the customs, but also made people so unforgettable.
This year, when other people's homes were busy preparing for the new year, my mother had an operation. Although it was not a strange thing to have an operation, I was always uneasy to be a child. My mother was only in her forties, but because of many years of illness, my petite body made me want to cry & hellip& hellip; Mother was born when I fell 'confinement disease', this disease has been tossing for more than 20 years.
Yesterday, I called my sister and said she was still in the intensive care unit. I was always worried that only my father was there to take care of her these days. My parents have always had a good relationship. In my memory, they only quarreled twice, and they will be friendly soon. I know they don't want to affect the growth of me and my sister because of the quarrel. In the village, our family is not a rich family. In addition, our mother has been taking medicine. Our brothers and sisters go to school. The burden is all carried by my father alone, and my disappointing son can't share their worries. I always feel bad in my heart.
I suddenly came from the northwest to the northeast. According to my father, I was not allowed to come here at that time, but my mother was not. She always said that men should travel south and North and stay in my mother's arms all day. In fact, I said so, but I still felt my mother's reluctance to give me up. Parents all over the world have one heart & hellip& hellip; It's not 'parents' heart is on their children, children's heart is on the stone' my mother has been calling me behind my father's back. She always says don't miss home outside. In fact, she still wants me to go back early.
My father always asks me about my life & hellip& hellip; Now, I'm old. Looking at the face of the second old man who has experienced wind and rain for half a life, I always feel the warmth of home and relatives every festival. The second old man at home is facing the northwest sky to write this passage for you. May God bless my mother to leave the hospital as soon as possible, the two old people are in good health in the new year, and my son will see you soon & hellip& hellip;