suddenly remind of my mother

Some time ago to reading sister blog, discovering accidentally blog has just been uploaded a new photos, sister stood in the study, next to the desk many a basin "LuLuo" and "money bamboo", the elder sister is when to start the flowers? For this problem I didn't want to think more.
Today, when I opened the jiangshan corpus, reading the article "sister in 2010 my birthday", the elder sister the context the enclosed the photo, the elder sister holds a bunch of beautiful flowers, sunshine is bright way smile. In front of a computer, I looked at my sister hand the bunch of bright flowers, suddenly remind of my mother, a sense of sadness born by heart.activity-lily blogspot blog
Know, has been DuoNian sister know she is a life have grade, since the childhood like the flowers and plants. But had never seen her before she raised a hands-on what beautiful flowers and plants. However, my mother like growing flowers, but it is only a few years from the start.
Remember to return home for the New Year Spring Festival in 2010, just enter the door to be by her mother in the sitting room to raise the flowers and plants attracted, that kind of flowers, mother no valuable varieties, are mostly on street corners of the flowers and plants can be seen everywhere, there is JunZiLan, the four seasons fruit, asparagus, these flowers be mother keep of vigorous strong, full of vigor and vitality, do not say first a room full of it, at least for the home add a lot of vitality.
I asked mother: mom, used to live in the countryside when so many flowers and plants also has not seen you kind of move, and now live in the provinces and cities when fall began to like growing flowers grow grass?
Mother smile and said to me, hurry up for dinner! Try mom for you pack the steamed stuffed bun. And then what jolly in next to me, look at me a bite to eat.
Living at home for a few days, and every day I go downstairs and saw mother in the sitting room with a smile, one side to himself for the baby while she is watering the flowers of fertilizer, fertilizsr clip, busy and the fun. See me as to hold hands, quickly under the live, ask me to eat what to drink?
I favour say: just get up don't want to eat anything, working abroad DuoNian so I used to, don't eat breakfast!
Mother "well", I also have no care.
After a few days, the friend with me, we go shopping drove to the suburbs a large bed, where I for mother selected POTS of rare flower seeds, and take home for her. But mother saw the flowers not only not happy, but wrinkle up eyebrows put blame on me to say: spend that injustice buy these things? The rare flowers and plants is a kind of the more difficult.
I don't care about the filled with the said: mom, as long as you happy, like, to spend more money I would like to. Money is trying to earn the circulation? These flowers dead you daughter was to give you just don't buy it!welblog-lily blogspot blog
Mother said: now you are brother and sister grew up, your sister every day in the outside, a personal fussing nicely, even see not telephone all not know call home, your brother perennial follow engineering run, a year also saw not on a few back to surface, and not know how to take care of myself. And you? Let alone, a run is a few years, even a word from all have no, the old niang want to know where you or give you a phone still have to ask first ask others.
Mother sighed the an empress continue to say: as long as you these children can often home to see, than you to give mom buy anything mom happy!
At this time, I saw her old man's house those blue eyes full of tears.
Look at the mother, my heart like a tear, the mother's love pain without pin, because the kids are so busy, to my so-called business, there is no time to accompany her old man's house. Old she very lonely, and can't find can accompany with people to chat to hear her nagging, so will his pair in the life of the woman care and emotions on the flowers grow grass on top.
On that day, on the way back to the provincial capital leave rural I shed tears, in the face of my mother, facing my biological mother, human children I have too much I'm sorry and fail!! I'll have to wander the life the way how long? And to fail to live up to their aged parents how long? The answer turns out to be a difficult to answer a and identify unknown. Facing each one to answer the question, how can I don't feel ashamed!
Today, in the face of sister embrace of flowers, the hand that sister are beginning to learn flowers, my in the mind on a dull bitter.