As the stone grows older, I don't know why, the stone feels as if he has something to do every day, and the code word is updated every day to reply to the questions of book friends.

Because my father works outside the home, he rarely comes back, and my mother is the only one at home, so I am afraid that my mother will be lonely, so I call and text my mother in my hometown every day.

But gradually, because of all kinds of troubles, I was a little anxious, and I gradually lost contact with my mother, and in the end, I would call my mother for a long time.

One day, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't contacted my mother for a long time, so I called my mother, and after the phone was dialed, my mother didn't answer for a long time, I was a little annoyed, and when I lost patience and wanted to hang up the phone, the call was suddenly answered.

The moment the phone was answered, the first thing I said was not to ask my mother if she had eaten, nor to ask how she was doing, but to complain about my mother's slow answer.

Hearing my complaints, my mother felt like a child who had made a mistake and told me apologetically that she was pulling the gray hair from her head in the bathroom.

When I first heard this, I thought it was a little funny, I knew that my mother was a very beautiful woman, and when I was at home, she used to pull out the gray hair on her head, so I just asked her to dye it.

She said no several times in a row, telling me that it was not good to dye her hair, and then she told me in a crying voice that she now had too many gray hairs on her head and she couldn't pull them out.

And asked me hard if she was old, I don't know why, when I heard her say this, I felt a little sad in my heart.

It suddenly occurred to me that I hadn't seen my mother for a long time, so I decided to go home and spend time with my mother.

When I got home two days ago, my mother was very happy and yelled for me to make something to eat, and at noon, I sat on the couch watching TV while my mother was busy in the kitchen.

Suddenly, she rushed to the living room as if she was in a hurry, and I looked at her with some curiosity.

I found that she was stunned when she arrived in the living room, and after a long time of being stunned, she shook her head vigorously, muttering in her mouth---Look at my memory, I am really old, and I forgot what I was going to do when I came out after a few steps."

After shaking her head, my mother walked back to the kitchen with some disappointment, and I looked at my mother's vicissitudes of life, and my nose was a little sour.

My mother's back was really clumped, and her eyes weren't as attentive as they used to be.

The years are always ruthless, and unconsciously, my mother no longer has the strength to run after me with a broom, nor does she have the style of doing things in the hot and fiery way back then, and her appearance has changed over time.

But what she has never changed is her care and love for me.

She still remembers that my favorite food is back to the pot meat, and she still remembers that I have to drink hot milk every night when I go to bed, and she still remembers those nagging.

In her eyes, I will always be her child, and she is willing to give everything for me if she can.

But I grew up, and I slowly stopped needing her protection, and she was able to do less and less for me.

I suddenly remembered that on the day I first got my manuscript fee, I told my mother that I didn't need to ask her for money, that I had money myself.

When I said this, my mother burst into tears, and at first my mother was happy for me, but now I know that my mother is crying not because I can earn money, but because she feels as if I really don't need her anymore.

At night, I kept thinking about how great a mother's love could be, and the things that my mother had done for me since I was a child appeared in my mind one by one.

My mother did so much to me, and I never thought about reciprocating, and I took my mother's giving for granted.

Now watching my mother grow old day by day, Shi really regrets it, I think the last thing children want to see is that their parents are slowly aging, and they can't do anything about it.

I think I should spend more time with her.

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I don't know how many friends are reading it, and I don't know if this written by Stone is helpful to you, but I really hope that everyone can understand their parents and don't live up to their parents' love for you!

You may feel that your parents are annoying and annoying sometimes, but one day you will know that no one in this world can love you as much as your parents.

(Stone from now on will also work hard to make money, I hope to use my own efforts to make my mother live a good life, I hope you can support the stone thank you!) ）