A mother greater than greatness.

There are two main purposes of a special trip to visit the old mother in Qishan's hometown last Saturday: one is to express a son's holiday wishes to his mother before Mother's Day this year on Sunday. Second, I haven't seen my old mother for several months. I really miss her and take her back to live in Baoji by the way. And the lover urged many times, because the busy has been unable to spare the time.

Although he was already old, it was a long-lost happiness to see his mother at that moment. The lamb was so kind when he saw his mother.

Many times people always ask what is happiness and what is happiness. Happiness is actually very simple. Having a mother around is the greatest happiness in life. It's just that usually people don't care much about this, or lack that kind of understanding.

It has been eight years since my father left our family, which has brought endless grief to ourselves and our whole family. There is always no reply when we want to call Dad, but when we want to honor him again, we can face the wall.

Therefore, I have always imagined in my mind how to deal with it when my mother is not in the world one day. Just because of such a kind of vigilance, I can't be too lazy about my mother. As a son, all you can do is to be as nice to your mother as possible.

When I went back to my hometown last Saturday, I couldn't get back to live in the city because my mother had not settled down at home, which made me feel sorry. Fortunately, I suddenly received a phone call from her hometown yesterday morning saying that she would come to Yuanzhen in the afternoon. I was very happy when I answered the phone.

It's just a pity that I didn't have time to pick her up at the north platform of the city at the afternoon meeting. As a result, her mother pulled a large duffel bag to find the unit, and it was a colleague who called to tell her that she had arrived.

My mother, who is nearly 80 years old, is always so refreshed. When I saw her, she was sitting on the stone at the gate of the unit. She asked her to sit in the office and drink some water for a rest. She refused, saying that she wanted to visit the town of Yizhen when I got off work for two hours.

When my mother had finished her work and got off work, my mother happened to be back from the city, so I grabbed my mother's suitcase and bought some cooked meat and steamed buns on the way to the Muliang market. My mother and I crowded onto the No. 15 bus, which had to stay and take a seat every day.

Once again, it is common to accompany my mother on the No. 15 bus, but I feel happy for me. Because at that moment I saw another green mulberry on my mother's face, and I suddenly appeared in front of my eyes when I was six or seven years old when my mother was sitting on a dung truck for the production team.

That is, just like a lifetime ago, two different situations, two different feelings of happiness. It is a pity that my mother and myself grow old together with heaven and earth.

The kind and kind mother is greater than all the lyrics, and the mother is more diligent and tireless. Soon after she got home, she helped her wife, who came home from work later, to cook delicious food for the whole family.

After dinner, when my wife and I were sitting in the living room watching a hot war TV series, my mother came from her bedroom with a cloth parcel in her hand and flashed it in front of us with a happy and mysterious look, whispering that it was made for Feifei.

Although she said it twice, my lover and I were still confused and didn't understand what my mother was talking about, so we asked her again what was in the package.

It was my mother's turn to worry. She came closer to us and whispered that the package contained two little cotton-padded clothes that she had prepared in advance in her hometown for the future son of my son Sun Chenfei. So she whispered that it was in order not to let his grandson, who had not talked about his girlfriend, know in advance that he was working on the Internet in his own room.

At this moment, my lover and I were completely conquered by my mother's greatness and bowed to the ground. As a result, I suddenly felt that the word "great", which is not easily used by people, turned out to be so pale in front of my mother.

This is a mother greater than greatness, her broad mind, not only filled with children and grandchildren, even great-grandchildren also early into their own hearts, have already begun to worry about.

After endless worries, my mother always forgets herself selflessly. In fact, uselessness is nothing strange. Please see how the mother's two letters are made up of strokes. There is one side of the world and one place in the whole world.

Dreams are flying.