There is a feeling called heartache

Chapter 8 The Search of a Lifetime
Seeing her, people will never forget that there is still the purest and greatest family affection in the world-maternal love!
In the small town, you can see a woman dressed in inappropriate but clean clothes every day.

She walked back and forth on the way to the elementary school.

Whenever she sees children going to school or after school, her eyes light up and a happy smile rises on her face.She watched the children carefully one by one, and when all the children in school had left, she hurried back home as if she had lost something.

Everyone in the small town knew her as a woman from a family on the outskirts of town.More than ten years ago, maybe twenty years ago, a sudden car accident took away the immature lives of her precious children.

When the woman heard the bad news, her eyes went dark and she fainted on the ground.

When she woke up amidst the calls of her loved ones, she was no longer conscious.

Since then, her memory has stayed at the moment when her two sons and daughters went to school.

The passage of time, the change of seasons, and the rotation of the annual rings have no meaning for her anymore.

Every day, regardless of severe cold or heat, regardless of lightning and thunder, regardless of the scorching sun, no matter whether it is windy or rainy, she walks up and down on the road from her home to the town primary school, looking for her children. .

Every time she sees children going to school or after school, she watches them and carefully identifies them.

This one is not, that one is not; that one is not, this one is not... The result always disappoints her, but she never gives up the idea of ​​finding her children.In her memory, her pair of lovely sons and daughters will always be that big, among the group of children.She will never understand that the schoolchildren here have changed from crop to crop.

The people in the small town will be in awe when they see her, and no adult will hurt her with words.If any ignorant child called her a lunatic, they would be stopped immediately by adults, as if she was blaspheming the gods.Seeing her, people will never forget that there is still the purest and greatest family affection in the world-maternal love!
Some people say that if her two children are still there, they should already have a family, and she can also be a grandmother.

pose of life

As long as an ordinary gesture is poured with the love of life, it can be great and reach eternity.

A couple are mountaineering athletes. To celebrate their son's first birthday, they decided to climb a 7000-meter snow-capped mountain with their son on their backs.

They deliberately chose a sunny day, and set off on the journey after everything was ready.At dawn, the weather was as predicted, the sun was in the sky, there was no wind and no cloud.The couple climbed to a height of 5000 meters quickly and easily.

However, just when they took a break and prepared to go to new heights, something unexpected happened.The wind and cloud suddenly rose, and for a while, the wind blew up, and the snowflakes flew.The temperature dropped sharply to minus thirty or forty degrees Celsius.Worst of all, because they completely trusted the weather forecast, they neglected to carry the vital locator.Due to the strong wind and visibility of less than 1 meter, going up or down means danger or even death.The two had no choice but to find a cave in desperation, so they had to enter the cave to escape the wind and snow temporarily.

The temperature continued to drop, and the child in his wife's arms was so cold that his lips turned purple. The most important thing was that he needed to breastfeed.You must know that in such a low temperature environment, any inch of exposed skin will cause the body temperature to drop rapidly, and it will be life-threatening over time.what to do?The cry of the child is getting weaker and weaker, and he will soon be frozen and starved to death due to lack of food.

The husband stopped his wife's request to breastfeed several times, and he could not just watch his wife freeze to death.However, if the baby is not breastfed, the baby will die quickly.Wife begs husband: "Just feed it once!"''

The husband took his wife and son in his arms.The body temperature of the wife who had been fed once dropped by two degrees, and her physical strength was severely depleted.

Due to the lack of locators, the rescuers couldn't find their position in the snowstorm, which meant that they would have no hope of being rescued if the wind didn't stop.

Time is passing by, the child needs to be fed again and again, and the wife's temperature is dropping again and again.On this 5000-meter high mountain where the wind and snow dance wildly, my wife repeated the usual extremely simple but now extremely difficult breastfeeding movements again and again.Her life was passing away little by little in one feeding after another.

Three days later, when the rescuers arrived, the husband had already frozen and passed out beside his wife, and his wife, the great mother, had been frozen into a sculpture, and she was still standing in the breastfeeding position.Her son, the child she had nurtured with her life, was sleeping peacefully in the arms of her husband, with a ruddy face and a peaceful expression.Children wrapped in the great love of life, do you know that you have a great mother whose maternal love can surpass the 3-meter high mountain and shape life in the wind and snow.

In order to commemorate this great mother and wife, the husband decided to cast his wife's last posture into a bronze statue, so that his wife's last love will last forever, and told the children that an ordinary posture can be great as long as the love of life is poured into it. eternal.

Maternal tolerance

The city has indifferent the feelings between people, but the mother's feelings for her children are indeed eternal. Even if the reinforced concrete city becomes a completely reinforced city, maternal love is still tolerant.

Living in a reinforced concrete city for a long time, the emotions between people have become so indifferent and so cold, just like a reinforced concrete city.

After get off work, I am going to take the bus home alone.It was snowing that day and the weather was very cold, and the pedestrians on the street hurried back to their homes with lights on.

At the bus stop, after waiting for a long time, the bus still didn’t come. While I was cursing the ghost weather and the city’s traffic, a middle-aged woman with a snakeskin bag got off a bus and arrived at the bus stop. Sign off, walking around, as if about to change trains.

Buses came one after another, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians under the stop sign. The middle-aged women still did not take the bus. The bus under this stop sign did not come except the bus I was going to take. There have been more than one bus, and I think the middle-aged woman must take the same bus as me. 20 minutes passed, and the snow in the area under the stop sign was trampled bare by the middle-aged woman.The damn bus hasn't come yet, and the middle-aged woman is still walking around looking around.

The bus I was waiting for finally came. I wanted to wait for her to get on the bus before I got on, but she didn't get on the bus. I was a little surprised.If she doesn't take this bus, which one will she take?The last bus started slowly, I didn't take it, I wanted to see what kind of bus she wanted to take, it was a little dark, the middle-aged woman was still walking around, her expression was still so focused , as if walking his own life path.

10 minutes passed, and a young woman riding a bicycle came.The young woman scolded the ghost like me, and then asked the middle-aged woman: "Mom, how long have you been here?" The middle-aged woman smiled kindly and said:
"Just arrived." It seems that this is the mother and daughter.Middle-aged women, no, the mother didn't mean to blame her daughter at all.

"I met a friend on the road and chatted for a while." The young woman said coldly, "I thought you had been here for a while, but I didn't expect you to have just arrived." The young woman did not doubt her mother's words, and she did not see the thick hair on her head. There was snow, and she didn't see the small area under the stop sign that was slippery by her mother. The young woman didn't feel guilty at all.

I want to remind the young woman that my mother has been waiting for her for more than half an hour in such a cold snowy day, but what should I say?While I was thinking, the young woman said coldly: "There are no more buses..."

"It's okay, let's go back by bike." Mother still had a kind face.

"Look, the road is so slippery, I can't take you with me..." The young woman's words were like a cold wind that made me shiver a few times.

"It's okay, I'll follow behind..." The mother and daughter left, the daughter was riding a bicycle in front, and the mother trotted along behind... I was shocked, I was shocked by my mother's tolerance, in the cold snowy day Waiting for her daughter for more than 30 minutes is equivalent to not waiting for 1 minute. In the mother's view, it is a big reason to wait for her daughter for a long time.I was shocked by the young woman's indifference. There are no more buses. Can't you take a taxi and let my mother enjoy the warmth in the taxi?Even if you can’t take your mother with you because the road is slippery and the traffic rules don’t allow it, you can’t let your mother get on the bicycle and you push her away?Take a step back and say, can't you push the bicycle and walk with your mother?
Reinforced concrete has changed the city, and the city has indifferent the feelings between people, as well as the relationship between children and mothers, but the mother's feelings for her children have never changed, even if the reinforced concrete city becomes a completely reinforced city , Maternal love is still tolerant.

the truth
"Your mother rushed up desperately and saved your life, but her leg was crushed to a bloody mess..."

Carl's mother was crippled and limped. When Carl was very young, his mother always sent him to school and picked him up from school.But later, Karl was unwilling to let his mother appear at school.

"Don't come to school anymore! Do you know that people always look at us with strange expressions and eyes!" Carl said impatiently to his mother.Mother didn't speak, but she really didn't show up at school since then.

One day, Carl asked his father while his mother was away: "Dad, you were so handsome when you were young, and you were the captain of the football team. I think there must be many girls chasing you! Why did you choose the lame mother? If you and someone else How nice to be married! Then my mother won't be crippled..."

"Are you disliking your mother, Carl!" the father asked very seriously.

"She made me feel ashamed in front of my classmates!" Carl said unabashedly, "Other people's mothers walk beautifully, but I..."

"But, if I had married someone else, you wouldn't have come into this world!" Before Carl could finish speaking, his father was already very angry.The look of contempt and frustration on Carl's face obviously hurt his father's heart, and his father's face twitched, "You know what? Without your mother, there would be no you! You must always remember: don't say that about your mother, you will hurt her Yes! Your mother gave you two lives!"

With tears in his eyes, the father continued: "When you were a naughty little boy, you were running rampant on the road, and a big truck rushed over. At this time, your mother rushed up desperately. I saved your life, but her legs were crushed to pieces..."

"How could this be?" Carl was stunned.

"Yes, that's the way it is! Your mother never asked me to tell you, for fear that you would be hurt, but you dislike your biological mother like this! Son, you shouldn't!" The father let out a breath, "I never Regret spending time with your mother, the bravest and strongest woman I've ever met."

tree planted in heart
At that moment, tears welled up in my eyes.It turned out that my mother's osmanthus tree had already been planted in her heart... There used to be a tall osmanthus tree in the backyard of the old house in my hometown, which my mother planted shortly after I was born.Mother called it the bodhi tree.

At that time, I was thin and weak, often fell ill, and had persistent high fevers.Because the family's financial situation is not good, I seldom be hospitalized when I am sick.Every time I had a fever, my mother would put a wet towel on my forehead, then take a stick of incense and hurry to light it under the laurel tree in the backyard, kneel down and pray to God, and let the Bodhisattva bless me safe and sound.Maybe it was my fate, maybe it was my mother's pious prayer that moved God.Every time I get better miraculously from my illness.

The mother was very moved, she respected the osmanthus tree more and more, and took good care of it, and whenever there was a big event, the mother would come to the osmanthus tree, burn a stick of incense, and make a wish.

When I was studying, in summer, the weather was hot and dry, and I couldn't bear the high temperature in the house, so I moved the kerosene lamp and desk to review my homework under the osmanthus tree.Because the broad branches and leaves of the laurel tree cover the sun during the day, it is cool under the laurel tree.While I was doing the homework assigned by the teacher, I listened to the slight sound of the branches and leaves of the laurel tree under the breeze, as if singing a beautiful song in my ears.

When I was reviewing my homework, my mother stayed by my side every time, fanning me with a big cattail fan to drive away mosquitoes.The light of the kerosene lamp shone on my mother's face, and I saw the wrinkles and tiredness on my mother's face.But the mother always smiled, a very happy look.While shaking the cattail fan for me, my mother said softly to the osmanthus tree: "Bodhi tree, my son studies so hard, please bless him to pass the university..." Today, whenever I think back to the scene back then, I am very touched for my kind mother.However, my mother's bodhi tree is not a panacea after all. Although it blessed me to enter the university, it cannot protect my sister from escaping from illness.My eldest sister passed away in the season when the courtyard was full of sweet-scented osmanthus.

For mothers, the laurel tree is not only a symbol of the God who blesses us all our lives, but mothers can also obtain many useful things from it.In August, the osmanthus trees were full of sweet-scented osmanthus, and the wind blew, and the ground was covered with colorful petals. My mother swept them up, dried them, and made them into sweet-scented osmanthus tea for us to drink.

My mother said that sweet-scented osmanthus tea is refreshing and detoxifying, and drinking it often will prevent you from getting sick.I don't know if I have said this, but every time I drink sweet-scented osmanthus tea, I feel refreshing, refreshing and extremely sweet.

After graduating from college, I worked in a city far away from home, and then went to the South to make a living.Although I have grown up, my mother has always been worried about me and worried about me. Every time I write a letter, asking about the cold and warm, the letter says: "The osmanthus tree in the backyard has been cut down. Although I can't go under the osmanthus tree to burn incense and pray for you, But every day I pray for you in my heart, may you go out safely and come back safely."

At that moment, tears welled up in my eyes.It turned out that the mother's laurel tree had already been planted in her heart.

(Yu Biao)
(End of this chapter)