What is the most worrying thing you hear from your parents about them?

My parents have been facing the loess for most of their lives for me and my brother to go to school, until we both finished college and came out to work, we took the two of them out of the rural land, and now they are still working in the big city, and their adaptability is beyond our imagination, and the final purpose is to save money so that we can have a home in the big city, sometimes it hurts to think about it. I hope that I can become strong soon, so that when they are over half a hundred years old, they can go home and enjoy their old age in peace.

When I was a child, I was hospitalized with SARS that year, and I had been convulsing, and my mother put her fingers in my mouth to avoid biting my tongue, and later she said that her hands were wooden for a long time.

My father cried for the third time in his life because of my college entrance examination results, and he really cried like a child. The first time was when my grandmother didn't let my parents get married (at that time, my dad was equivalent to leaving the house, and my grandfather had always been very fond of my little uncle, except for the tuition fees that my dad gave when he went to technical school, the rest was earned by my dad himself, so my dad has never had any money). The second time was when my dad just started his business and didn't have any money in his hands, and there was no money for milk powder at that time, so my dad cried again because of this.

I wouldn't dare to say that my parents were perfect, but there is one thing they did, they gave their youth for our future. To put it simply, my father gave up starting a small business in the city and went back to his hometown to accompany my younger brother through the third year of junior high school, and now he is ready to accompany him until he graduates from high school. He would rather have a poor family than let us succeed in our studies.

I don't know much about what my parents have endured for me. They never told me. I'll tell you what I know.

I studied in high school once every two weeks on vacation, and every time I came home, the table was full of food. But I once came home from leave, and there were only two plates of food on the table. They were basically like that when I was in school.

They made up all the expenses for going to college, living expenses, and other expenses. My father went out at six or seven o'clock every time and came back at twelve o'clock in the evening. I don't know anything else.

When I was in high school, I lived in the school dormitory, went home once a month, had a half-day off every Sunday afternoon, and my mother would come to see me at school on the weekends of the month. In the winter of my sophomore year of high school, there was a lot of snow on Saturday, and the snow stopped on Sunday, but the wind was very strong, so I thought my mother would not come (it took an hour to take the shuttle bus from my house to school, and then take the bus for half an hour), but when I was about to arrive at the dormitory, I heard my mother calling me at the door from a distance (our dormitory is only 5 meters away from the north gate of the school, in addition, the school is a closed teaching, and no one will be let in until the end of school). When the two of them met, I said, "I thought you weren't coming," and she said, "She's there before 11 o'clock."

When I thought of the cold wind on this road and my mother waiting for more than an hour in the cold wind to see me, my heart was inexplicably sad. I think the reason why the agreement is beautiful is probably because someone will come to the appointment without hindrance.

From 04 to 06, my grandmother, my grandfather, my mother, and my grandfather died of illness one after another, of which my mother and my grandfather were only 100 days apart, and my father was white at the age of 46 for the sake of life and for our two brothers.

I have forgotten many things from my childhood, but there is one thing I will never forget. At this time, my mind unconsciously recalled the scene of that day......

It was a bitterly cold winter. Everyone on the road was shivering, and I was no exception. Dad felt sorry for me and bought me a woolen sweater.

Since then, the woolen sweater has become my favorite outfit. That day, I wore the cardigan my dad bought for me and went to school happily. After several hours of "torment", school was finally over.

Because there was something going on at home, I hurriedly packed my bag and prepared to go downstairs, I walked very fast, and after leaving the campus, I was in a race against time. Running home quickly, I fell into a sand pit because I was anxious. Because the sand on the snowy ground was wet, it stuck to the woolen sweater and was reluctant to come down.

There was no water nearby, and I had to walk a long way from home, and I was very disappointed to watch the dirt on the cardigan dry little by little. I went home depressed. My mother, who was in the kitchen, had already heard my footsteps and hurriedly came out of the kitchen, "Cancan, Mom cooked your favorite ...... today."Hey?

What happened to you? "I ......I got my clothes dirty ......I was a little sobbing because I was afraid that my mother would scold me for it. Unbeknownst to me, my mother just glanced at my clothes, helped me take off my clothes, and walked out of the door helplessly.

I was puzzled by my mother's behavior, and after crying on the couch for a while, I went out into the yard. At this time, I saw a middle-aged woman with a frown, reaching into the cold water with her own hands, and struggling to wash my stained cardigan. And that middle-aged woman is Mom!

I stood in the doorway in amazement for a long time. At this time, my mother found me and hurriedly said, "Cancan, why did you come here?"

It's winter! How do you ......Before I could finish speaking, my mother interrupted me: "Wang Can, I'm okay.

You see, it's not cool......Also, washing clothes in cold water will be cleaner. Mom said, smiling at me. I looked at my mother's smile and was in a daze again.

It wasn't a beautiful face, but in my heart, it was the most beautiful face I've ever seen. My mother washed my clothes in cold water, and I suddenly noticed that my mother's sideburns seemed to have a few more gray hairs; Mom had a few more wrinkles on her forehead; Mom's face was haggard again, and ...... muchLooking at my mother's hands, which were already red from the cold, I couldn't help but cry like rain. Yes, who wouldn't be touched by this affection?

How much warmth and love is contained in those shouting and talking hands! I will never forget it.

Mother is looking forward to the return of the wanderer.

The gray-haired mother is doing needlework.

Parents' care and love for their children comes from the heart, their love for their children is the most sincere love, and their behavior of caring and loving for their children is also the most touching to their children.

In my memory, the most touching things my parents have done include the first sweater I knitted for myself, the sumptuous food my parents made for me when I returned from a long trip, and the favorite snacks my parents left for me.

1. The first sweater that my parents knitted for me moved me very much. The first sweater my parents knitted for me was when I was very young. At that time, my parents were still young and didn't know how to knit sweaters.

So that first sweater didn't fit well on my body, and I didn't even like to wear it much at the time.

But when I grew up and saw this sweater, I felt completely different. At this time, I fully felt the deep affection of my parents for me, and I was deeply moved by it.

2. When I returned from a long trip, I was moved by the sumptuous food that my parents prepared for me in Zhun Shishan. When I grew up, I often left home and traveled far away. When he returned to the search bureau, his parents would always put down the things at hand and prepare a table of sumptuous food for themselves.

I was deeply touched by this incident.

Eating delicious food, seeing the happy smiles of my parents, I felt from the bottom of my heart how deep my parents' love for me was, and this beautiful feeling made me unforgettable.

3. The favorite snacks that my parents specially left for me touched me the most. I have a few favorite snacks that I eat a lot when I'm at home. ...When I left my hometown to study and work in other places, and when I returned home, I found that my parents had prepared those favorite snacks for me to come back and eat.

My parents were so attentive to me. I was amazed and moved by this. Although it was a small thing, it impressed me extremely deeply, and it became one of the things that touched me the most.

My parents did what touched me the most.

One night, I had a fever and had a fever of 40 degrees. Mom and Dad were very anxious, and if they went to the hospital too late, they could only hang some salt water; If I don't go, my mom is afraid that my brain will burn out. Mom's tears rolled in her eyes.

Dad Cracked Bridge immediately made the decision to "ice". Mom brought me ice, Dad brought me a towel, and put a towel with ice on my forehead. Mom also brought cotton balls to moisten her lips constantly.

When I woke up, they were still busy, and I saw dark circles on the outside of their eyes, and I asked, "Dad."

Mom has dark circles under her eyes, like two giant pandas. They all said, "Not for you."

I smiled happily. I am very grateful to my parents for caring for me, and I remember that last semester, I scored 80 points in my math unit test, and more than a dozen people in my class scored more than 95 points. Alas!

When I get home, I'll wait to be disciplined by my parents.

I walked disheartenedly on the way home, and when I arrived at the door, I didn't have the courage to knock on the door, because I expected that I would definitely be taught a lesson, but I finally knocked on the door, and at this time, my father walked in, and he comforted me: "Son, in fact, it is okay to fail in the exam a few times once in a while, the key is to find out the reasons for the bad test, and try to overcome these reasons, and the grades will naturally improve. So how can the grades improve? So, don't be angry with yourself now, and come with me to analyze the reasons!

I was really touched by my father's words, moved that he didn't teach me a lesson, and moved him to analyze the reasons with me.

I have been living in dormitories since junior high school, and in addition to studying, I get up early every day to cook, do housework, clean and so on. At that time, I was very envious of my classmates in the dormitory, who could sleep until they woke up naturally when they went home, and then there would be a table of fragrant food waiting for them, and they didn't have to do their own laundry. One summer vacation home, my dad actually made me grilled pork ribs and fish.

For as long as I can remember, I haven't seen him cook any meat dishes. I don't know if he learned to make fish from **, I guess he probably wanted to make sauerkraut fish, so he fished out the sour cowpeas from the kimchi jar at home and cooked them with the fish.

Touching and funny. How can there be such sauerkraut fish?

Seeing that the mother's WeChat avatar is her childhood**, the WeChat signature is to hope that her daughter will always be happy, and the mother will never delete the chat history with her mother. When I was studying in other places, my mother would look at our chat records over and over again, and I would always listen to the voice I sent many times, send me a secret WeChat to tell me, send me WeChat for fear of disturbing my study, and miss me very much if she doesn't send it to me.

Parents are completely contributing to their children, and there are many things that are touched. The most touching thing is that my mother, who is often busy all day, finds that there is no food to cook at night. My father was working in the field, and my mother couldn't starve us, so she walked to the city to get rice or noodles from my aunt in the city.

Sometimes it is really difficult for a woman's family to monetize the crops she grows at home. Thinking about my mother's life, tears really rained down.

When I was a picky eater, I was not tall, and once I was ridiculed and bullied by my classmates, I cried and went home and told my father.

My dad angrily took a kitchen knife and rushed out the door, and my mother and I were scared to death, thinking that he was going to cut someone. So he rode his bicycle to the outskirts and cut down a piece of bamboo and put it in my room, saying, "The bamboo god will bless you to grow tall quickly."

I also painted a beautiful height mark with paint, and measured my height once a month. He also personally designed a calcium-supplementing diet and a sports program for me to grow taller. Later, the bamboo was painted with colorful colors, and some words were engraved with the words "Come on, make progress, persevere...

It's a pity that when I moved, I lost the bamboo. But that bamboo will always grow in my heart, every color, every nick I remember.

I had a bad stomach, but I didn't know it when I was a child, and I thought it was just a high fever. When I was a child, I often had fevers, colds, and minor illnesses. My mom and dad were heartbroken, and they finally raised me.

When I was a child, I went to the hospital as soon as I was sick, and I often vomited after a drip, and in severe cases, I vomited so much that all the bile came out. It's my mom and dad who accompany me, and I'm not afraid of the sour smell of vomit. I still remember a month before the high school entrance examination, I suddenly had a high fever that did not go away, and I was supposed to be in a small town for medical treatment, but I kept vomiting on a drip, saying that it would not hurt my stomach, but it couldn't get better, so my parents were so anxious that my parents took me to the city.

I was hospitalized for a week, and my parents were taking care of me.

Those most touching moments in the past life, a fragment of the past life, occupy a deep touch in our hearts, and this mountain sedan car incident may be insignificant in our lives