Accompany the mother

The mother to the school to see me, told me to apply for a passport and visa, and secondly, to send some clothes. Am I alone in studying this topic, "Book of Filial Piety" in the hope that one day we honor his mother: "that your body is not damage, beginning of filial piety; sustains way street, famous in later generations, the end of filial piety also. Filial piety begins Parents, in in serving his prince, and finally conduct themselves. "
  8:30 am, the mother went downstairs, I go to meet her mother who used to be I Fanka to her, she can be a person to eat. I say "go eat", Mother said nothing, went on together. When the mother line Mai Zaodian, handed me an envelope, containing some of the documents needed for passports. She was a small slip of paper written every thing to do. I looked at everything on this piece of paper, fill in what form, where to do what proved thorough analysis on, inside a while moving. I seriously remember everything, the relationship between them, so read about five minutes, the mother bought a breakfast, sitting across from me.
  We are natural, they chatted about what to apply to go abroad. MIT acceptance letter that I received when her mother and father are very happy. In the application process, mothers and fathers come along with me, sometimes I was busy learning or society Specialty things, parents will help me to see the information, download the form, fill out a sign and then sent it to me; give schools send materials, they set out for each school needs a good few pieces of material which, then as I made the cover letter for each school. My resume is also helping the mother to do.
  We talked about how to fill each table, talking talking, I was getting worried, how to do a procedure in the end, all of a sudden there is no clear, my mother and I discussed, unconsciously voice big up. Aware of this, and quickly adjust their heart, mind calm, and the sound becomes warm. When my heart is stuck in the matter of the above, it is already forgotten the mother's respect and gratitude. Mother is also a hothead who, when applying for any problems encountered in the process, she will lay a few phone calls to help me to resolve.Sometimes very anxious to hear her voice, I have some patience. Think about feeling ashamed, I applied to go abroad, do not repay their parents in the End is it? Now finally for quick success, and should enable parents happy Caidui Yeah, but if in the process provoked angry parents, that this be it?
  After dinner, my mother said my hair long, like me get a haircut, I said that right now to reason, then to the mother can walk. In fact think about it, there is no need that, because the spirit of good morning, there are a lot of homework to do, find a fragmented time to reason on it. Mothers also want to see my hard study, may not want to I always accompanied her too. Mother saw me just now, would I lose time to learn, I keep her right, but it really held up study, she should also worry. Li finished hair, my mother and I went to the dormitory to. Mother to go upstairs slowly, touch my heart burst then, mother is not as good as it once was. To the fifth floor and a half, the mother stopped to try to open the corridor to a window, she would like to air out for the corridor, and this detail, I usually do not pay attention. Mother came to my dormitory, I began to wash clothes.
  I took out a piece of cake to his mother try to prepare, but to see her in the busy morning and evening meals at noon to eat early, then collected back to the afternoon then. Yesterday to a student dormitory, he asked me to try one, I think this cake good to eat, ask him to give me two, wait until tomorrow to eat a piece of themselves and their mothers each. Mothers do not eat now, as I committed greedy, put a piece of their own that eat up. Lotus seed paste fillings, bright green, sweet and not greasy. I ingest, I suddenly thought of his piece of cake artists to do the door. This pie is done when they feel like? He was not hard for a living and tired to make the cake taste allows so many people. I live in the North, but also such a good living environment, he paid for me, and very poor living environment. Somehow, I suddenly thought about his father's calloused hands, which is the greater part of hard-prints are for kids. That the artist's hands do not have calluses?
  12:00 noon, and several students fled to dinner to discuss community matters. 11:30 I eat first and the mother. If in the past, I will help her mother buy food, to her crowded out, eat with their classmates, but then some will feel a little uncomfortable. 11:30 So when we went to Kang to dinner.
  The application process, I realize more and more parents love me. Each ray of hope or disappointment, they share with me. Whenever I did not have time to face some chores, when my parents are collated information on the phone told me how carefully done. Share of careful, share of earnest, I always feel the power of love from their parents.
  It used to not know how to get along with their parents. Contact with traditional culture, I have been thinking of how filial piety, let them happy. I once heard can give parents feet, winter vacation home on my father, I like to wash the feet right. Father is very strange. I told him the whole story, he disdains. The first thing I plan to piety be wasted. Later, to buy bread with his father to buy more, I said: "can not be too greedy, we should pay attention to conservation." He said angrily: "how do you so mechanical! You have to learn what studies like this, I can you are very disappointed. "Later, I help parents to cook, do not trust my mother when cooking, to come to more than flipping a shovel, I was very impatient, firmly grasp the shovel, and let him move . I now would like to take this opportunity to show what a. "So arrogant!" Said his father saw, be strong, my father had me a little narrow-minded as so understood. My father want me to broaden their horizons, take me to listen to many lectures on television and see a lot of news. I started to think that he forced me to look at, very exclusive, but after I read, after each read a lot about their views, and the father's point of view is inconsistent, his father happy. Later, I read not to speak, a stomach complaint simmer in silence, expression is also to show it. "A strange look!" My father looked at, but also unhappy. In the end I do to make parents happy? Once I almost want to give up as a filial son's ambition.
  Recently clarified, the most important original filial piety, not form, but parents can understand from the heart of the heart. Winter's day my father said to me: "You have to go abroad, we went to buy some clothes for you store it." I obediently agreed. I did not like shopping, buy clothes, what clothes to wear on the body that are a kind, appearance can not be representative. Before parents took me to buy clothes, asked me if I liked, I always meet casually, must have also made them sad instead."So big, I do not pay attention to their own devices, how to do after love? How to find a job to do? Teachers and classmates would joke?" It's a noisy mall went to see a thin coat 800 diverse, a sweater more than 500 yuan, I suddenly felt how to buy a dress is not easy. I earnestly ask a different cloth to his father's name and characteristics, different clothing styles of the good and bad, and her father which one I wear the best. I chose three dresses, the father bought a very refreshing too, faces, facial expression with delight. Moment, I know how my father want the baby to wear a clean and fresh clothes. Thanksgiving took to my heart burst. Since then, I started to pay attention to their own devices, taking care not to dress casually leave around, get dirty.
  Baby grow up, many things parents do not understand, their recommendations may not meet with the actual situation. But we can understand the strong get behind the sinking of the heart?If you can understand that, we also know that Thanksgiving, that obedience, but also dare to take its own path, because only properly take the road really make their own happiness is the greatest wish of the parents.
  Sometimes I would go to Yannan canteen, place a bowl of mutton noodles very seriously, because his mother had told: "your body cold, to eat mutton" ... ...
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作者；柳智宇