Chapter 2 "Once Upon a Time" Autumn Memorial Autumn Memorial

Autumn Memorial Autumn Memorial (1) After my legs were paralyzed, my temper became violent.Looking at the geese returning from the sky to the north, I would suddenly smash the glass in front of me; listening to Li Guyi's sweet singing, I would slam the things on my side against the surrounding walls.My mother hid quietly and listened to me secretly in a place where I could not see.When everything returned to silence, she came in quietly again, looking at me with red eyes. "I heard that all the flowers in Beihai are in bloom, so I'll push you around." She always said that.My mother likes flowers, but since my legs were paralyzed, all the flowers she tended have died. "No, I won't go!" I beat these two hateful legs fiercely, and shouted: "What is the strength of my life!" My mother rushed over and grabbed my hand, holding back her crying and said: "My mother Together, work hard, work hard..." But I never knew that her illness had reached that stage.Later, my sister told me that she often suffers from liver pain and tosses and turns throughout the night, unable to sleep.

That day I was sitting alone in the house again, watching the leaves falling from the window.Mother came in and blocked the window: "The chrysanthemums in Beihai are blooming, I will push you to have a look." Her haggard face showed a begging expression. "When?" "Tomorrow, if you want?" she said.She was overjoyed by my answer. "Okay, tomorrow." I said.She was so happy that she sat down for a while and stood up for a while: "Then get ready." "Oh, are you bothered? A few steps away, what is there to prepare for!" Said: "After seeing the chrysanthemums, let's go to 'Fang Shan'. You loved the pea yellow there when you were young. Do you still remember that time when I took you to Beihai? You said that the poplar flowers were caterpillars. , crushing one with one foot..." She stopped talking suddenly.She is more sensitive than I am to words like "run" and "step".She went out quietly again.

Autumn Memorial Autumn Memorial (2) she went out.Just never came back. She was still spitting blood when neighbors carried her into the car.I didn't expect her to be that sick.Watching the tricycle go away, I never thought that it would be an eternal farewell. When the neighbor's boy went to see her behind my back, she was breathing hard, like she had a hard life all her life.Someone told me that the last words she said before she fell into a coma were: "My sick son and my underage daughter..." It was autumn again, and my sister pushed me to see chrysanthemums in Beihai.The yellow flowers are light and elegant, the white flowers are noble and pure, and the purple flowers are warm and deep, splashing and splashing, blooming brilliantly in the autumn wind.I understand what my mother didn't finish.My sister also understands.We are together, we have to live well...