As time goes by, my mind continues to mature, and the word "home" seems to suddenly become a place that I dare not go back to easily. As if returning to the place of birth, all pretense will be broken. In 2021 During the summer vacation of 2016, I returned to my hometown. I didn’t expect my mother to come to pick me up at the train station. Just when I was silent in my joy, I learned that the promise I often made on the phone has never been fulfilled.
When my mother was young, she traveled all over the country. She never got car sick. After giving birth to me, she started to get car sick as soon as she got in the car. It became difficult for her to go to other places by car. My mother is the eldest in the family and she has two younger brothers. and a younger sister. My mother is a knowledgeable person, and her living customs are as follows. Unfortunately, the family was relatively poor at the time. My mother gave up her studies for the sake of the family. But she did not expect that her younger brothers and sisters did not learn from books. I walked out the door. This made my mother feel unhappy. I don’t know whether it was my mother’s wish or her yearning for the profession of “teacher” that made me embark on the road of teaching.
My mother has always been very strong in her life. She was allergic to any medicine due to physical factors, colds, and even sometimes she felt uncomfortable eating and drinking. She always got through it on her own. I actually admire her, her strength, and even more. Will. When I was a child, my mother always taught me to "walk the world with reason." Therefore, she never pampered me since I was a child. She began to instill those "big principles" in me when I was a child, causing me to be a "little adult" since I was a child. appearance.
My mother always said that my sister and I have two different temperaments, but the fact is indeed the case. My sister and I are really very different. It seems that the moment I was born, my mother decided to let me fly away and not be in her life. While wandering around. In fact, my mother and I have only been living together peacefully for three days. After that passionate period, we will definitely have a quarrel on a certain topic. I feel sorry for her. In the words of my father, "How pitiful. "I have no father, no mother, and no place to live." Actually, I said this as a joke from my father, but it is true. I can't find any other adjective for my mother's life other than persistence.
My mother always said that if she can live past 55, she will make a profit. Because my grandma died of stomach cancer at the age of 55, I always told her that if you live for two more years, you can stay with me. My communication with my mother The method is like a close friend. Sometimes she always asks my opinion when she is unsure about something. She will also accept my opinion, and I respect her very much. I will report it to her wherever I go. She is not a "mom's baby" because she never interferes with my schedule or ideas. We just respect each other.
I always call her Comrade Xiao'e, and she always calls me her eldest son. In fact, we have gained more space and more intimacy invisibly. Many of my friends do not get along well with their parents, and they are very envious of them. Comrade Xiao'e and I get along. In fact, this is the most comfortable mother-daughter relationship between me and my mother. Sometimes it is very easy for children to get along with their parents, but sometimes they just let their bad emotions out. When it comes to one’s own relatives, over time, communication slowly begins to cease.
In fact, the way I like to communicate with my family is through letters. I always think that writing letters is one of the most effective ways of communicating from heart to heart. Unfortunately, this primitive mode of communication seems to be slowly declining in this society.