Xiaoxia, my mother has never written about this, there are many reasons, one is because my mother thinks that her awareness of current affairs is relatively weak, and for you, my mother will not be a better current affairs commentator than online news. Second, because this incident has always given my mother a feeling of being far away and sometimes near, my mother is in an environment where there are many colleagues who scoff at the current social response mechanism, and there are also many frightened friends, which makes my mother feel that her attitude and understanding of this epidemic cannot be objective and is not worth summarizing now.

But yesterday, my mother dreamed all night that she was diagnosed with the new virus. Mom was running around in her dreams, doing tests in some management and medical institutions. It was a very interesting scene, there was a doctor who would shine a kind of light on my mother's arm, and as long as the light was swiped, he could see if my mother had a health check, and there would be rows of passwords on her arm. Mom nervously looked at the password on her arm, and sure enough, after a string of passwords, one of the passwords sounded an alarm and turned on a red light.

Of course, this is just a dream scenario. However, after my mother woke up, she still felt palpitations. This epidemic may have left a mark on everyone's heart. And its true effect will not be revealed until your time and space.

The sandstorm of this era has not yet ended, and sometimes mature adults such as mothers have relaxed their vigilance. We are ordinary people who are adaptable and very forgetful, and we don't feel like we have anything special about the epidemic, as if we have distanced ourselves from the fear of being in the limelight.

Xiao Xia, speaking of which, it took a long time for the epidemic to be talked about, and my mother really came into contact with it. That was after separating from your dad. Although it has been reported in the news. But my mother didn't expect that such a serious epidemic would really break out on a large scale, and she didn't expect that we would be locked in our respective houses and communities like in the movie. That's right, I really think that the epidemic may no longer be a piece of news, that is, when everyone is restricted from entering and leaving the community.

Xiao Xia, you are actually closer to the epidemic than your mother. You and your grandmother are in your hometown, and you also need to wear masks, and your mother knows that you are also restricted and stay at home every day.

During that time, my mother was thinking about you from afar, and it was quite unreal. It may be the same logic as everyone's daily life, that is, danger can happen at any time, but we have hope.

Mom is starting to describe abstractly again. In fact, during that time, my mother was very worried about you, but at the same time she felt that nothing would happen. Later, Mom forced herself not to worry about what didn't happen and started imagining it from your point of view. Mom, maybe you like it a lot. Familiar family members are around, not going anywhere, you wake up until you go to sleep, they are there, as a little child, isn't this the safest memory of our childhood?

In Mom's City, everyone, men and women, young and old, wear masks to go in and out. The greetings of meeting have also become more distancing, and going out to eat or gathering have all been stopped.

This pneumonia epidemic has made us face ourselves and our families again. Mom sometimes wondered if everything would have changed if Mom and Dad had been forced to be isolated together during that time. If you were with your mom and dad, would things change for the better? But as we said before, there are no ifs. With the time and space, we just missed each other.

Xiao Xia, when her mother was young, experienced similar historical events. At that time, the epidemic was also a pneumonia that could be easily spread, and although there were many differences from this pneumonia, it was also a big event that caused everyone to panic at that time.

The collective was quarantined, and most of the activities were suspended. There were a lot of people who left because they had the pneumonia they had at that time. Mom still remembers a picture she saw on the news at the time. When a father in Hong Kong contracted pneumonia and was dying, his son cried and gave him artificial respiration. Mom still tears up when she thinks of that picture now. This is the memory of the epidemic to an era, and for a family, it is also a burning scar.

At that time, my mother was in junior high school, and the center of the outbreak was not in the city where my mother lived.

I remember that year, the U.S. war against Iraq had just broken out, and my mother in junior high school always had the illusion that World War III might start at any time. At that time, my mother followed the news of street fighting between US troops and Iraqi soldiers on the TV every day, worried that the surrounding war was imminent.

In fact, there were already some sporadic reports of the epidemic at that time, but my mother didn't pay attention. No one around me mentioned it.

But as if a slap in the face for no reason, in an instant, the direction of the news shifted from international current affairs to pneumonia outbreak, and the overwhelming latest news poured down in a whole basin.

At first, my mother was still caught off guard, and even a little unimpressed. A war is going on on one side of the world, and everyone is jumping on the subject as if they suddenly lost their memory.

Now Mom understands that every reader, every viewer, and even every news person may need to forget the past and always look for the latest news. Nostalgia will immediately fail to keep up with the pace of the times and will be eliminated. Mom sometimes sympathizes with those reporters who follow current affairs, and sees the parties on the cusp of the limelight being forgotten in the blink of an eye, how to compromise with their sense of responsibility and empathy in order to continue to move forward every day.

Far from it, the pneumonia epidemic when my mother was a child quickly proved her newsworthiness. The outbreak is getting bigger and bigger across the country, and my mother's school is closed. At that time, the teacher also made a telephone teaching system, hoping that everyone could use telephone guidance to complete the exercises. This is very similar to today's online classes, in short, everyone does not gather together as much as possible.

That year, everyone who walked on the road also wore a mask as now, but the mask at that time was a little different from the mask now. At that time, my mother and everyone else were wearing cotton masks made of many layers of gauze, which were very large and stuffed with cotton in the middle. In winter, it's very warm. In that year, my mother developed the habit of washing her hands immediately when she got home.

Now I want my mother to say when the epidemic stopped, and my mother has no impression. Such an epidemic, which has taken many lives, has gradually and quietly faded from everyone's lives and from the center of the news media.

Now, many years have passed. Another wave of the pandemic has hit. This time, the epidemic is even more severe, more people are infected, and more people have lost their lives as a result. We need to stay away from each other for a longer time. During this epidemic, Mom has adapted to a new way of life, and it just so happens that she has experienced the breakdown of her marriage and separation from you.

Xiao Xia, when I think about it many years later, I don't know if I don't remember how the epidemic slowly receded, but for you, the memory of the home we once had will be accompanied by the hurricane of this era, like a small lamp, so that the mother in the forward forward will look back from time to time and think of it from time to time.