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What is the image of a mother like?

Mothers, who have worked hard all their lives to raise two sons and a daughter. Starting from the poverty of a penniless poor, in the father's work in the meantime, took care of things at home and outside the home. In the spring, summer and fall, she was busy in the fields, rice, flour, grain and oil, and in the winter, she made clothes, shoes and pants for her children and prepared everything for the New Year.

When we were studying, in order for us to go to school, planting, raising pigs, making tofu, selling rice, noodles and tea, etc., its negative efforts have been more than ordinary people. Now, old age. Young heavy work left behind by the injury force began to become the root cause of disease, heart stents, in the sick old satisfied with her masterpiece of a retired teacher's partner, two children graduated from college, thriving grandchildren, grandchildren. As a woman, she dropped out of school at the age of 12, took on household chores, and worked in the production team, doing the same as the adults, but for half the work, because she was a child laborer. However, she worked hard and took care of her four younger brothers and helped her parents to support the family. in her 20s, when she started a family, she worked hard in her in-laws' house until the family was separated. It is said that the year my mother dropped out of school, the school teachers went to the house to persuade to return to school, because she was very good at studying, for fear of destroying a scholastic seedling. But it was not to be. However, from the moment my family had a radio, she listened to all kinds of programs as long as she had free time, and her knowledge was still very rich among people in the same village, and many people were willing to socialize with her. She was very successful in educating us.

One is to be physically active and hardworking. This naturally became our role model.

Two, she took us to labor. Fetching water, cooking, washing clothes and dishes, doing farm work, we learned to be strong in labor, to be compassionate and thankful, and to get out of the path of drudgery in pursuit of knowledge.

Thirdly, we learn to be filial to grandpa, grandma, grandma, grandpa and other elders, but also learn to be filial and reverent parents. However, on the basis of filial piety and reverence, and then become friends, so that we grow up healthy and wise in a friend-like exchange. My mother was very skillful. Cooking is delicious, changing the way to do for us; do clothing is very fashionable (learned three days dress cutting), sister's classmates want her to make clothes for them. My mother was very quick. I remember that my only cloth shoes were taken away from me when they were cooling in the sun on the courtyard wall, and I had to go to school the next day. My mother, in a hurry, boiled paste, pasted cloth, cooled cloth, and stayed up all night to make the shoes by hand, so that I could wear the new shoes to school. But the next day, she was still busy with the household chores even though she hadn't slept all night. My mother was very kind. Before my father's work was regularized, the harvests in the fields were good, and our expenses were small before we went to high school, the living conditions improved. Almost half of the hard-pressed families in the village borrowed money and goods from us, and she never refused. And, almost every year until I was 18, she treated relatives to a pig-killing dinner after killing the annual pig. She planted the root of goodness in our hearts. Mother, older and weaker, is now content and happy, and is still trying not to bother her children. Only as a last resort does she call us. She loves listening to Buddhist songs and chanting Buddha's name these days, and loves playing mahjong now. She still grows a garden