My mother is "Lao Ba", which is her nickname. She also has a scientific name that is as gentle as jade. Her life has gone through hardships and sufferings, and she has tasted all the hunger, cold and warmth in the world. She was born in the year of great famine, lost her father when she was four years old, worked as a militiaman, and guarded collective property. She has an understanding personality, is friendly and kind. She was born at the foot of Lion Rock. After getting married with her father who was born in Lion Rock, she worked hard for this small family all her life, filling the home with warm human fireworks.
In the vast river of time, mother may be like a tiny grain of dust, which will eventually disappear at the end of her life. But it is the warmest and purest love she gave to us and to mankind that makes the world as brilliant as a flower.
I hope this work can become a beam of light, illuminating the respect and gratitude for maternal love in everyone's heart. I hope everyone can give their parents the warmest and purest love during their lifetime, so that they can enjoy and rely on them in their old age.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
