As soon as I saw this topic, I thought of a chat with my mother, which was really a true portrayal from smiling like a flower to crying.

At that time, I was in high school. As we all know, my studies in high school were very heavy. Then I went home once every three weeks. Because the school didn't allow me, I didn't bring my mobile phone with me at school. But the school had something to say. I still called my mother once a week.

When we talked on the phone before, my mother said that she was all right, but later when I went home, I chatted with my mother every day. My mother talked a lot about common topics, all of which were short things that happened in the village recently, but they were also very warm. We talked very relaxed and happy.

Then she somehow told a story that happened before. She said that one morning when she woke up, she found that her waist was very painful, and it was so out of control that she couldn't even turn over, because my father worked outside all the year round, I was at school, and she was alone at home.

She was very scared. The deepest sentence I remember was, "I felt like I was going to die." Later, she called my neighbor, and then my neighbor climbed over the wall into my house, because my mother couldn't get up in bed at that time. She said that she was also very scared at that time, afraid that something would happen to her, and what should we do.

I contacted her when she was in the township hospital. She was lying in bed and told me that she was fine and everything was fine at home. But when I called, I didn't notice anything wrong with her at all. I don't know if it was because my mother's acting was too good or I was too slow. She was very calm when she told this story, because it has been a long time, and she has survived, but I can't stop crying when I listen, and I really feel bad for her.

At that time, my mother was unaccompanied, and all our relatives lived far away. None of them were from the same village. In fact, she had been in poor health and suffered from hyperosteogeny for a long time, but she refused to treat it because she wanted to save money for our school. Before going home, we talked on the phone several times, but she never told me a word, because my mother and I are the same people, and we report good news without reporting bad news.

I am not a person with low tears. Of course, my jokes are a little high. I don't know that's not the reason. I like watching comedy programs very much. So I basically don't cry outside, and my roommates can't see me crying.

But I'm also a person who pays special attention to my family. When I meet things involving my family, I will unconsciously become a little emotional, especially my mother. I really love my mother. I hope she will be healthy in the future and will not have any suffering.