"My hometown is deep in the mountains, and in my childhood memories, my mother seems to be the happiest and most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She has a naturally good voice, as clear as a mountain spring. According to my grandmother, she sang mountain songs, which could spread to every corner of the mountains and make the mountains and forests full of life in winter. Later, her father taught her to sing lyrical songs, singing lyrics he wrote himself, and also taught her to play the harmonica and play the gourd silk. I heard my grandmother say that my mother married my father when she was 18 years old, because she already had a new life in her body at that time - that is me. My childhood life can be said to be unparalleled happiness, with mountains and forests, streams, terraced fields, and overturned waterwheels. Every morning, my mother is always the first to get up, sweeping the yard, cutting pigweed, feeding chickens and ducks, and cooking a family of eight is her regular job. By the time we got up from the kang, my mother had already put the meal on the table, and the sweet smell of sweet potato polenta was really untiring. Lan Yue'er swallowed her saliva with Cheng Yu.

"After breakfast, everyone dispersed to do their own business, and my father and three uncles went down to the field, and sometimes I went with them. Grandma went to the west room to do needlework. Mom was under the big locust tree reading the books that Dad had brought from the city. There are a few nails nailed to the trunk of the big locust tree to make a bookshelf, and sometimes there are some odd jobs at home such as rubbing corn, wearing sweet potato chips, chopping chicken feed, etc., and my mother often does this without delay. One day, my mother didn't seem to be reading a book that day, but was chopping chicken feed with her head down, and somehow, she almost chopped her fingers into the chicken food. I was only two or three years old, and I was so frightened when I saw my mother's fingers bleeding that my brother-in-law ran to call my father. Dad gasped for breath as he pressed Mom's hand vigorously with his blue checkered handkerchief, pulling her to run towards the intellectuals at the entrance of the village. I also went out with my uncle and let my uncle drag him back, and I cried and shouted that I thought something big had happened. After a while, Dad came back with Mom and brought a lot of canned fruit ....... ”

"And then?" Lan Yue listened attentively, but Cheng Yu suddenly stopped. He looked at the sky, and the night was already thick, and the moon was fainting in the clouds. The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and the evening breeze has penetrated into their bodies with a hint of coolness.

"Then there will be no glorious days, do you still want to hear it?"

"Of course, if you will." Lan Yue'er didn't look at Cheng Yu, but Cheng Yu couldn't help but look at her. The faint moonlight outlined a soft and delicate face, like the little pale blue flower by the stream, which was my mother's favorite flower.

"Later," Cheng Yu's voice was much lower than just now, "A few days after that incident, Dad left, and after a long time, Dad came back, stayed for a while and left, and after a long time, came back again." In this way, I have repeated many times, and I have a very vague memory of that period, but I remember that during this period, the village set up a primary school, and my mother became a teacher, although I was still very young, but I followed my mother in the classroom every day to listen to my mother teach lessons of different ages.

Until one day, my mother suddenly asked me,

'Xiaoyu, do you like to go into the city? ’

'Of course I like it,' I replied naively.

When I heard that I was going to enter the city, my heart had already laughed. But I saw that my mother's eyes were red, and she hadn't slept all night...... Dad is really leaving, this time he is gone, he may not be able to come back to accompany us as before, he has to go back to the city to work, to realize his dream. What about Xiaoyu? Do you want to go into town with your dad? ”

"What about Mom? Does mom go too? Mom came into town with us? ”

"Mom can't go, Mom still has Grandma to take care of, Mom still has a job, and there are many brothers and sisters who want Mom to teach, so Mom can't leave for the time being."

"Xiaoyu really wants to go into the city, but Xiaoyu doesn't want to leave his mother, let's go into the city together when his mother is free." I remember that when I was saying these words, I kept digging a hole under the big tree, and there was a small bucket next to it, and I was digging a hole and filling it with water......

The next day, despite my reluctance, my father took me back to the city, and I saw the high-rise buildings for the first time, and I saw my grandmother and my mother-in-law, who was still a middle school student at the time, and she didn't seem to like me at all, and I was very young at the time, and I only vaguely remember that she wouldn't let me sit in her bed. Later, I cried, I forgot why I was crying, and I kept crying anyway, and I didn't eat. My grandmother was very nice to me, but she sighed at me, as if I was a difficult problem to solve. Later, I went back to the village. After my father left, my mother had lost weight and was not as happy as before. However, she seems to have read more diligently, and sometimes writes and draws from time to time.

My father often wrote and occasionally came to see me, but I rarely saw his simple smile again. He was always busy, and even though he was only a hundred and ten miles away, he rarely came back, and even when he did, he stayed overnight and left like a passing mountain traveler. During the winter and summer vacations, my mother would take me into the city to live for a while, but it was usually very short, and she was worried about the livestock at home and the children in the village primary school. Actually, my mother didn't like the city either, and my grandmother and sister-in-law didn't seem to welcome us very much.

A few more years passed like this, and I was about ten years old. One day, my grandmother from the city suddenly came to the village, and she and my mother were locked in the west wing and talked for a long time, and then I learned that my grandmother had come to persuade my mother and father to divorce, and the reason was that I would be awarded to my father and transferred to the city, so that I could go to a key middle school. That night, my mother and grandmother went into the city together, and when they came back the next evening, they threw themselves into my grandmother's arms and cried, which was the first time in my life that I saw my mother cry. I didn't know what was going on, but my uncle's eyes seemed to be on fire, and his mouth was yelling at my father's name. Later, my mother suddenly stopped crying, bit her lip and said to my brother-in-law: "Third brother, don't quarrel, it's all fate, it's my own fault, don't blame Xiuyuan." I was willing to get married, and now the divorce is also my willingness, for the sake of the future of my children, besides...... Fate is over......" she choked again. None of the family slept well that night, my grandmother was sighing, and my mother was sorting out my and my father's things with red eyes. I had already understood what was about to happen in a hazy way.

The day before my father took me away, my mother talked to him for a long time, and they leaned against the big willow tree at the head of the village, and a bright moon hung on the treetops, and they did not look like divorced, but like a couple.

In the days since, I have gone from a bird flying freely to a puppet at the mercy of others. If it weren't for my mother's repeated advice, I would have refused to go to the city to study, but my mother's expectant eyes made me irresistible. I am so unfamiliar with home in the city, my little aunt and I are like a pair of enemies, my grandmother is very good to me, but most of the time I don't appreciate it. When I first arrived in the city, I didn't adapt to it, especially English, which is the one you learned, I was 0 basic, so I couldn't keep up at all, plus the resistance in my heart, I quickly retained the grade. At that time, I was just like you now, much older than my classmates, and I grew up too fast, plus I spoke my native dialect, which always made people feel different. So, I'm more withdrawn than you, like a hedgehog. During my three years of junior high school, I was very hostile to my father and rarely communicated. Every weekend, I look forward to getting out of class and going back to my hometown. Every time I went back to the village, I saw my mother's thin shoulders lying under the dim light bulb preparing for class or grading homework, or writing and drawing on paper. She was desperate, forcing herself to forget everything with overload of hard work. When I was away, my mother always found many students to give them free tuition. She is the most admired and grateful teacher in the hearts of her students, and she is the greatest and strongest mother in the world.

A few years have passed, my father has not remarried, his colleagues do not even know that he is divorced, and the relationship between him and his mother is sometimes puzzling, saying that they do not love each other but often correspond or meet, and neither of them is in love again, saying that they love each other, but they do not have the passion to go together again. Our lives are tepid. Finally, one day, my mother came to the city again, this time she came lying down, she collapsed, and it was terminal liver cancer. It was only one month and three days from the time she entered the city to the time she left, that is, from the time she left this regretful and cherished world. On that day, it was the 16th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, and our family spent the Mid-Autumn Festival in the hospital, and my father stayed by my mother's bedside all night, and in the morning I brought my grandmother's wontons. Mom was in good spirits, ate a lot, and talked with Dad for a long time. After that, we went to work and school. The autumn rain fell all day and did not stop until the evening. When I came back from school, I lay on the side of the bedside of my escort to do my homework, and I fell asleep while writing. When my grandmother woke me up, there were a lot of people standing outside the door, my three uncles, a few uncles and aunts from the original Zhiqing Point, and later my mother's students, my father's colleagues, and my grandmother and sister-in-law. Mom was dying, awake and confused, her mouth purring so that no one could hear what he was saying. I was terrified, as if my heart had been hollowed out. Later, Mom finally shut up, she was exhausted, but she was still exhaling with her eyes open. Dad finally ran over with a big briefcase and threw himself on the side of his mother's bed, "Xiuyuan......" Mom finally said these words, she closed her eyes with a smile.

It was all over, and she couldn't see my grandmother crying on the ground, she couldn't see how I was dragged away, and she couldn't feel how my father was holding her head and kissing her cold eyes and lips with tears. Dad said that the moon only appeared for a moment that night, and the faint moonlight swept through the window, over Mom's emaciated face, and disappeared into the clouds. He said, Xiaoyu, you have the kindest mother in the world, she can't bear to look at the sadness in this world, she hopes that the people she loves can live easily and happily. He handed me a large pile of manuscripts, which he had brought back from his hometown today, and he said that his mother hoped that one day I would be able to revise and publish them for her. Cheng Yu let out a long sigh of relief and glanced at Lan Yue'er, who was wiping away tears.