A short story about mother, reply!

During the Warring States Period, there was a great scholar Mencius. Mencius was very naughty when he was a child. His mother spent a lot of effort to get him a good education! Once, they lived next to the cemetery. Mencius and his neighbor's children learned to bow down and cry like adults and played a funeral game. Mencius' mother looked at it and frowned: "No! I can't let my children live here! Mencius' mother took Mencius to live next to the market. When he arrived at the market, Mencius and his neighbor's children began to learn how businessmen do business. Bow to welcome guests, entertain guests, bargain with guests for a while, and behave well! Mencius' mother knew this and frowned: "This place is not suitable for my children to live in either! So they moved again. This time, they moved near the school. Mencius began to be orderly and polite, and liked reading. At this time, Mencius' mother nodded with satisfaction and said, "This is where my son should live! Later, people used "Meng Mu's Three Movements" to explain that if people want to learn good habits, they should be close to good people, things and things!

A wanderer left his hometown after visiting relatives, and his mother sent him to the station. At the station, the strap of my son's travel bag suddenly broke. Seeing that the departure time is coming, the mother quickly took off her belt and wrapped up her son's itinerary. She blushed because of impatience and hard work when she untied her belt. The son asked his mother how to get home. Mom said, never mind, walk slowly.

For many years, my son has been carrying his mother's belt with him. For years, my son has been thinking about how his mother walked home without a belt.

3. The story between a prisoner and his mother. On the day of visiting the prison, an old mother from a poor mountainous area came here to visit her son by donkey cart, car and train. Among the colorful objects of the visitors, the old mother took out sunflower seeds wrapped in white cloth and gave them to her son. Sunflower seeds were fried, and the old mother ate them all. No skin, shiny like a dense bird tongue.

The son who served his sentence took this pile of sunflower seeds and his hands began to shake. Mother also has no words, lifted her skirt and wiped her eyes. She visited her son all the way, sold her eggs and pigs, and saved a lot of money to make up for the trip. Before coming, after the hard work during the day, I ate melon seeds under kerosene lamps at night. Looking at the chewed melon seeds together, there are more and more like hills, and no one wants to eat them by himself. More than ten kilograms of melon seeds have been on for many nights.

The son who served his sentence hung his head. As a strong young man, it's time to support his mother, but he can't. Among all the visitors, his mother was in rags. Mother's bite of melon seeds contains a thousand words. The son plopped down in front of his mother, and he regretted it.