记下这篇文章,读来感触颇深。
如今母亲帮着带小孩,好象更多的重心都是放在了小孩身上,稍有风吹草动便大呼小叫,生怕孩子长得不好,一切都围着她转。但对于年纪一年大一年的母亲,却关注得那么少,常常还因为她不能回应一些新的事物,不能跟上我们的思想而带点轻视的口气,有点那么不以为是,但我不能忘了,我之所以长大,之所以能这么从容地生活,都是父母在那里一直默默支持着我。即便我仍固执地认为,我还是他们心中长不大的女儿,他们也还是永远50出头的样子,还年轻,但他们日渐苍老的脸庞,加深的皱纹,增多的白发,却是不争的事实,我是成年了,但不能忘了自己父母这一路来的辛劳,即便到现在,还是在牺牲自己,带着我的下一代。
记下这篇文章,让自己明白,要给父母更多一点关爱,希望更多时候,也能如文章所说那样靠近他们,扶他们的一把,了解他们,帮助他们,给予他们更多关爱。
When I get old
The day that you see me old and I am already not, have patience
and try to understand me…
If I get dirty when eating… if I can not dress… have patience.
Remember the hours I spent teaching it to you.
If, When I speak to you, I repeat the same thins thousand and
one times… do not interrupt me… listen to me. When you were small,
I had to read to you thousand and one times the same story until
you get to sleep..
When I do not want to have a shower, neither shame me nor scold
me…
Remember when I had to chase you with thousand excuses I
invented, in order that you wanted to bath…
When you see my ignorance on new technologies… give me the
necessary time and not look at me with your mocking smile… I taught
you how to do so many things… to eat good, to dress well… to
confront life…
When at some moment I lose the memory or the thread of our
conversation… let me have the necessary time to remember… and if I
cannot do it, do not become nervous… as the most important thing is
not my conversation but surely to be with you and to have you
listening to me…
If ever I do