The moon tonight is particularly bright. The round moon glowed softly. Hanging in the sky and shining on the earth.
In a few days, it will be the seventh anniversary of my mother’s death. For seven years, you have been by my side, never far away.
In the years since my mother left, I have never dared to look through the photo album again for fear of encountering those familiar and warm scenes. When going to shopping malls, I also avoid elderly clothing stores, for fear of remembering too much of the past.
Even so, some heartwarming pictures appeared in front of me unexpectedly, making me burst into tears.
Mom, she has never come back since she left. She occasionally dreamed about it, but she never spoke. When I woke up from the dream, I was stupid.
Every time at this time, I will open the curtains. Looking at the round moon in the sky, I tell my heart. I firmly believe that the moon is closest to heaven. I can only convey my thoughts through the moon.
Throughout my life, my mother has been simple and kind, hard-working and brave, strong and optimistic, hard-working and uncomplaining, respecting the elderly and loving the young. She has set an example for us throughout her life.
They all say that heaven is beautiful, but no one who goes there has ever come back. Mom, these years. How are you doing there? Are the fruits in heaven sweet? Are the vegetables in paradise fresh? Are the flowers in heaven blooming beautifully?
I think, Mom, where you live must be like spring all year round. Moreover, there is no pain, no heat or cold. There is only eternity!
Don’t worry! Mother! I'm fine here. Now retired, he has no worries about food and clothing. Three years ago, I became a grandma again. Today, my grandson is in kindergarten. I like the sea and have settled in a seaside city.
The round moon hangs in the sky, dear mother, I really miss you! May this bright white moon bring my blessings. May my mother be in heaven: rest in peace! everything is fine! [Pray] The images used by
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