Days passed, and a year of mother's day, I in mother's window, with shapes, pray for peace, for her health. 

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That day evening sunset fall diagonally on the balcony of my home, my mother in focus to do with the flowers on the balcony, her body covered with a layer of light gold, the shape, the scene, it is one of the most sweet the most beautiful in the summer. Breeze blowing softly her skirt, the setting sun is her face set off particularly soft, her eyes plain and neat and clear. I every landing distance to the glass, staring at her deeply, only sleep called static good time, is this is the moment. Mother is autumn, but the appearance is beautiful and graceful, at this time, she into in my eyes, still is so little, grain is beautiful. 

Because of a serious illness two years ago, today is the mother of walking is not very convenient, every day she and bottle of drugs, but also because experienced that a huge pain, we all learned to Thanksgiving, more learned to cherish. 

Life in a hurry, to keep the things is not much, want to keep the people, also not necessarily can keep. Still remember, two years ago at this time, we are singing songs of Thanksgiving, the streets are carnations light faint scent, be permeated with simple love, on the streets, and I can only in the hospital ward, for the mother with a bunch of fresh flowers in full bloom, shapes of folding many only pray for her. And then, I what all not, just want to keep the mother's life, keep the health of the mother. 

Snow small chan said, if the time there are only two days, so, must have had a very precious. But time too much, like a pair of, and a pair of, especially the not equal to idea of time, as if always pass. At that time, the day is really too slow, very difficult. Every day is worried of waiting, is fear of loss, it is the suffering of fear, fortunately, the mother finally returned to my side, still and I together to listen to the voice of the time, see the world of the sea. And after that a pain, let us understand, later every day, should be more cherish, all want to have a precious. 

Second, 

The year before mother's day, also is the beginning of bright and beautiful, flowers 芳菲, strong affections. The mother quietly lying on a hospital bed, pale helpless, pain was tortured by the disease. The disease come suddenly, without warning in the case, mother waited in a coma in hospital in the past. 

I think I will never forget the situation at that time. The mother quietly sitting in the hospital corridor on the chair. Suddenly, her head gently hangs down, eyes tightly closed. Over and over again I call her, she like hear, no yisiyihao's response. Her eyes closed, so quiet, so elegant, as if just fell asleep. I looked at her with a horror, I want to wake up her, but in the heart with a terrible idea, let I can't shake her, even if only slightly. At that time, I very fear, afraid she'll never wake up. 

My thoughts in an instant paused, originally from as far as I am concerned, the end of the world is not what great destruction of the earth in 2012, but lost his mother. My tears big slide, finally fear to hand and carefully shook her, but she still had no reaction. I finally couldn't control, loudly call her, while cry, until I moved the cries of the inside of the doctor. 

Mechanical eyes hazy, I listened to the doctor's command, save mother looked at him. At that moment, an immense fear, boundless darkness to me, I only think all is empty. I half a kneeling in front of her, still lonely helpless calling her. I'm afraid, afraid she can't hear. Trance, I like to go back to the childhood, the picture of the mind, every picture, is mother to protect me. Once all is her shelter for me, she always had to worry about me, love me, once upon a time is with her weak body for I hold up a piece of sunny days, but today, she crept silently lying there, good and bad, why didn't call me were filled with fear? 

At that time, my heart is only a simple wish, that is to make the mother woke up, accompany me to go down together, even if return full is not destiny, even if in the future years still sad hin intersection, I as long as the mother, as long as the mother is still with me. I tried a lot of emotion in the world of mortals, but let me the most love or affection. This world, only the family is the most warm harbor, only family and loved ones, is my most the most the end-result of the yearning. At that moment, I only hope can continue to stick to mother's warmth, to the future years. 

Three, 

The young doctor finally put the mother to save. When mother consciousness gradually awake, but she couldn't say a word, her eyes were full of tired, can also through the vicissitudes of life, of couse, apologies, her eyes always stay in my body, I know, she is going to tell me don't be afraid, she is still in. 

I can't help but teardrops exploding, tightly holding her hand, very tight is very tight, dare not relax. I'm just afraid, always lives with my mother will always hear me call; I'm just afraid, I have never the opportunity of trying knees; I'm just afraid, god will take away my dear mother. At that moment, I very grateful and thankful god did not take my mother, Thanksgiving anxiously rescue mother of the young doctors. 

Then, mother was diagnosed with cerebral congestion, and thus lead to stroke, she is unable to speak, her left hand to raise, she left foot could not walk. As if just overnight, mother will live in two different world, I collection, mothers how to withstand the blow and torture? I have so sad, what is mother? Originally health of she, to face the sudden change, her heart, this is how long? But at this moment, I can't do anything, can only go to the hospital every day running, can always keep in her hospital bed, can only put hope on the doctor's, only hoping for a miracle to appear. 

So I learned to cook porridge, learned to boil Chinese traditional medicine, learned to carefully take care of mother. But every time I do the same things for my mother, my heart is full of guilt. Once upon a time, all is the mother get set up for me, and care of my life, I ever useful carefully done for her? I only busy with his own life and work, even never to accompany her. And at that time, I always think, all one's life time is so long, I always have the opportunity to and time to return the mother's. 

Today, mother lying in bed, I began to understand that a true, life is impermanent, not how much love can be heavy to, also don't have much love can stand the wait. Filial needs in a timely manner, no excuses, for failure to open. Mother's mood gradually old, for our family pay her all, if that day, she no longer wake up, I should regret life, isn't it? 

Four, 

At that time, the mother's mind is awake, she often turned back to me, cry silently. When she saw me in and out of outside access, busy, busy, he always silently looked at me, eyes filled with compassion and guilty. That time, I totally understand the mother's mind, and also understand the mother's eyes. She is the love of my hard, heart are filled with feelings of guilt. But mother, compared with the grace of your child, and that you have done for me years, compared to all I do is so small, you don't need to have regret. 

I often go to her side, for her to read the magazine story, and she said, the children have a chance to filial piety the parents, it is incomparable happiness. Sometimes, mother's tears will drop a drop to fall in my hand, let me feel sad hard to acid. 

Recall the past days, mother gave us all love, carries on her work, rain, she never complain about half sentence, she just put all the effort in our home, in our brother and sister. Once upon a time, mother's hard work, housework, she carefully for us to do the most ordinary thing, we just think it is a very natural thing. I was also think so, which a family, not mother in the housework? However that gives, mother lying in bed, can no longer act as freely as ever in the kitchen busy, can't be loquacious to and I talk, I realise the past those days, is how precious, and my mother have done, is to pay, is irreplaceable love. Originally, I have been careless, neglect caring mother, neglect the gratitude. Taste at this time, all my mind, if you can, I really want to spend all of my strength, in exchange for mother's health and peace. 

The good news is that after the treatment, probably a week later, the mother can finally spoke up. I cried, but mother and clearly told me for her to donate one thousand yuan to yushu disaster area. Mother before she gets sick, it is time the earthquake in yushu, I didn't expect, mother can speak, first thing is do you want me for her contributions to the people in yushu. Back then, there are filled with tears in my eyes, tightly embrace I mother, constantly nod. This is kind of big love mother, in the past, which is the love of a donation will be less because of her carelessness? Mother is not rich, but anyway, she would do what she can offer her love. So I know, I kind of mother, is very rich in spirit. The plain, and she will turn into a lighted lamp, light up my way before. 

Five, 

Mother's day that year, I in the hospital with my mother, I fold countless shapes, only for her for her pray for peace and a speedy recovery. Is also at that time, I found my mother had been beautiful face was full of vicissitudes of life, found that the mother of former black hair has a lot of silver, and her ever so flexible fingers, have begun to appear the symptom of numbness. In time, original unconsciously, has carved in the mother's body is full mark. The most difficult days, my mother live frugally, all the best for us, with her love care for us, but now, she lay on the cold bed, there's nothing to do but I can't relieve an ounce of pain for her, and it can't get more than what? 

Every time to wipe the mother a body, a meal or for mother, hello, I've got a pain in my heart is full of pity and guilty. We always feel at ease ground to enjoy the love, but through the long time, who has not in the hustle and bustle of the journey, the first affection stranding aside? Return the mother, filial mother, is not only the annual mother's day. My dear mother, this time I only hope you get well soon, give me a chance, let me take good care of you, let you every day is a sweet and warm the heart of the mother's day. 

The most painful days of trying will finally past day by day, the mother with her persistence, insist every day to do rehabilitation, two months later, she finally win the battle. Although leave sequela, but she can walk slowly, after an illness can also freely speak, have is lucky of misfortune. 

Perhaps, only in extreme pain over, we will be more grateful. Yes, I already very grateful. The cycle of life, we have no ability to control, but love the family is still around, the family can still dear to each other to live, that is great happiness. 

Another year of mother's day is coming, I still chose for my mother a bunch of the most beautiful carnation, I still in her window, with a window of the shapes. And shapes on every wish, all is hope mother health peace, happy happy! 

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