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When you are young, will you make unreasonable requirements for your family because of your vanity and showing off? Have you ever suspected that your mother can give us? When I grew up, I realized that the small object connected the endless love of the mother. That love was rubbed into the details and kneaded into the silent years.

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A pair of cloth shoes, connecting the infinite love of the mother

Author: Wang Minghong anchor: Yang Qinyi

I like the black cloth shoes made by my mother the most, with a thousand layers of bottom and black cloth upper, which are both durable and light and comfortable. Mother's hands seemed to be full of magic. With a finger flipping, a bang will soon become exquisite gloves or scarves; a flower cloth becomes a beautiful skirt or shoulder bag in a blink of an eye.

As a child, the family was poor, and the life was tight. My mother had almost no extra money to add clothes to my sister. Throughout the year, most of our sister -in -law's clothes were old and small, and only shoes were newly made by the mother.

When I was a kid, every time I wore new cloth shoes, I always attracted the envy and admiration of my friends. But after going to school, I was a proud cloth shoes, but slowly faded the "gloss" of the past.

Once, the school organized the autumn sports meeting. The day before the sports meeting, the teacher deliberately reminded everyone to wear sports shoes to school the next day. When I went home from school, I turned over the box and poured it for a long time, and I didn't find a pair of sports shoes. Sitting in the middle of the messy clothes, my heart was empty, and my mood was just like the autumn rainy season.

The next day, I could only go to school with a cloth shoes. In the classroom, like sitting on a needle felt, I felt like countless eyes staring at my feet tightly. I couldn't help pulling my pants legs down, hoping to cover up my distress.

The sports meeting officially started, and the students gathered in the playground station. Only I was shocked among the crowd, as if I had done a big bad thing I was afraid of being exposed. "Wang Minghong, how do you wear cloth shoes?" The teacher asked like an arrow shot from a distance. Suddenly, I felt that my classmates looked at me with strange eyes.

I lowered my head and dodged, and I didn't dare to look at the teacher and classmates. I said in a long while, "Teacher, I ... No ... sports shoes." My words are very slow, as if every word is pushing me in my mouth, you push me. No one would go out first, and it was so light, as if it could melt into the air at any time. I don't know how I spent that long morning, the sun is empty, and the playground of crowded people is lively. I sit in the corner, and my inferiority makes me feel like a small ant.

After returning home from school, I was furious, took off the cloth shoes and threw it out of the distance, sitting on the ground barefoot and crying. The mother came to the sound and asked the reason for the reason. I tears: "I never wear cloth shoes anymore, I want to wear sports shoes! I want to wear sports shoes!" My father had to teach me when I picked up the cloth shoes, but my mother stopped: "Forget it, this thing can't blame the child! "

Under the dim oil lamp, the mother sighed while nancing the soles. The candlelight was shining, and her tears couldn't help sobbing. I was ignorant, and I was stunned by vanity. I forgot what was the most precious thing. I wonder what kind of difficulty I gave my parents.

One day two weeks later, when I returned from school, I found a pair of new sports shoes on the table. Putting down the schoolbag, I was holding sports shoes, ecstatic, wearing it on the way to school, full of energy and unhappy my heart.

Afterwards, I learned that my mother bought sports shoes for me, and hid her family to go to the village brick and tile farm next door to work. The mother's body is not good, and she needs to take medicine all year round. At that time, the fatigue of her days made her suffer. Sometimes the pain tortured her and slept well. She was uncomfortable to use fists to stun the wall with fists. Her pain has always been silent, never tell others.

After graduating from high school, I joined the army and came to the town of the border of thousands of miles away from home. Since then, I have become a concern for my mother's heart. Once, I accidentally praised her cloth shoes on the phone. After listening, my mother was very happy, and her voice was full of joy.

Soon, I received the parcel sent by my mother and opened it. There is also a letter with the package: "Son, mother is old, his eyes are not good, and you do it well before you do it. If you like it, your mother will do it next time.

Reading my mother's letter and touching the brand -new black cloth shoes, my mind appeared in the scene of her undercover under the oil lamp.

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Anchor | Yang Qinyi

Yang Qinyi, currently the students of East China Normal University broadcasting and hosting art majors, have served in a red military division in the Xinjiang Military Region. They are willing to continue to convey the beauty in the barracks with a warm voice.

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