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"remember"

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    "remember"

    Text / Daoyuan

    Maybe it's a premonition, I can't sleep these few nights, and I always recall my mother when she was young.

    People I know say that I look like my mother, but I know that my mother is much prettier than me. She not only has a beautiful face, but also has fair and transparent skin.  Beautiful figure.  Always smiling and very kind.

    At that time, only I was by her side, and my mother spoiled me to the sky. No matter what requests I made, she would try her best to satisfy me.  I am recognized by the school as a well-fed and well-clothed darling.  But my mother always wears overalls.

    Later, when my grandma got old, a group of children gathered around my mother, and my mother was still smiling.  I was seen by her colleagues when I was with her, and they all said that we were sisters.

    When my father was labeled as a rightist, my mother was implicated, and big-character posters were flying all over the sky, asking her to draw a clear line with my father.  They tortured my mother mentally, transferred her from the most envied job, and made her go down to the grassroots to do the most tiring work.  The mother did not give in, she loved her father in every possible way, and never left him without a single tear.

    A mother loves life, loves her husband, and loves her children even more.

    In my memory, my mother always smiled at everything.

    One day, I suddenly found that my mother was crying.  Under my repeated questioning, my mother hugged me and cried loudly.  She said: "Your father divorced me." A bolt from the blue!

    This is the first time I saw my mother cry.

    The second time, followed by countless tears, was after the mother was paralyzed and wanted to see the children she had raised by herself, but she couldn't see them.  Her heart was shattered a little bit more than dumpling stuffing by Ling Chi.

    The mother was not overthrown by difficulties, but completely destroyed by the person she loved most abruptly.  What a cruel thing in the world!

    Whenever I think of these, I really don't know what to say.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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