I had a dream. The content of the dream may not resonate with everyone, but I want to keep it recorded.
If one day, my mother gets into a quarrel with someone else, has an argument, or even gets involved, I will not hesitate to pick up a kitchen knife and chop at the hand that is holding my mother until I let go of my mother. If there is any bruise, I will immediately chop at her neck, with the tip of the knife towards her chest, chop her into pieces one by one, and shout, "I just want my mother to be healthy, safe, and carefree, why can't you do this!!!"
I thought again of how protective my brother was of my mother, which was no less protective than mine. He was already a 15-year-old junior high school student. On a very ordinary day, my mother who had just arrived home went out again. It was already 21 o'clock in the evening, and my brother suddenly ran to my room and said, "Why is our mother riding a bicycle? Our mother left just now, so call our mother quickly." (Cryingly) I deeply felt that if my mother went to work out of town, how would my brother miss her?
My mother devoted too much to us. She spent all her efforts, time, and energy on us. She bought more fruits every day. She would come to the bedside and touch her forehead in the middle of the night when she had a fever. She was thinking about buying new clothes for the change of season. She knew where there were new theaters and would immediately take us to lively places. Before returning from vacation every time, the quilts and clothes were washed and dried, and the feeling was full of sunshine and dryness. How could I finish writing tonight the happy time that I have been immersed in for 22 years~
Intention: Mother's love is worth my lifelong protection for her