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在母亲77年的岁月里,她老人家曾经是积极进步的青年,大队的技术员,为乡里乡亲服务的村干部,老爸的好伴侣,我们子女的好母亲。自去年腊月二十六母亲突然辞世后,一年来我几乎每天都想起母亲,经常做梦梦见母亲,当意识到这辈子再也看不到母亲、再也听不到母亲呼唤的时候,心里像油煎一样难过!一个人独处时,反复回忆去年仅有几次回去看望父母的情景,仿佛看到春夏秋冬、某个季节、某个时候,
During her 77-year career as a mother, she was once an active and progressive young man, a brigade technician, a village cadre serving her native folks, a good companion to her father, and a good mother to our children. Since the death of my mother on the twelfth lunar month last month, after a sudden death, my mother remembered almost every day for a year. She often dreamed about her mother and realized that her mother would never see her again in her life. Fried as sad! When a person alone, repeatedly recall last few years only go back and visit their parents, as if to see the spring, summer, autumn and winter, a season, sometime,