◆Wang Yidong
Today is my mother’s birthday.
When I was a child, every year on my mother's birthday, I would draw a painting for her. I got up early that day, pretended to have forgotten her birthday while having breakfast, and hid in my small room after dinner to start "creating". It is said that it is a painting, but it is actually painted randomly with watercolor pens. I have never formally studied art, and I really can't say that I have any talent. It's just that my parents' encouragement made me think that I can become an amazing painter in the future.
From the beginning, the seven-color small color pen, to the later twenty-four colors and thirty-six colors. The twisted lines and difficult-to-recognize content must be discussed in terms of style, but it really has a bit of abstract appearance. The biggest feature of those paintings given to my mother is that they are colorful and rich. Of course, the clear theme is also worthy of recognition. Every time I write "Happy birthday, Mom" in the most conspicuous position, and the classic quotes that my mother later said to me, "Mother's love in the world is the greatest."
As I grew older, I stopped giving my mother those paintings. One important reason was that I did realize that I didn’t look good at paintings, so only my mother was willing to accept this gift. I still found it funny when I recalled. Another reason is that after high school, the students around them will give each other some small gifts on their birthdays, a small music box and a glowing hourglass, which are all very good gifts. So, in middle school, the birthday gift I gave to my mother became a gift box carefully selected in the gift shop at the school gate.
Mother's generation is emotionally subtle. When she receives the gift, she is not as excited as I imagined. But mothers will treasure these gifts in their own way. The paintings given to her are still stuck on the wall of the room in her hometown many years later. The gifts I gave her in middle school, she would also post to her Moments to show her happiness. I remember that the most common copy was "Guess who gave it to me." The relief and happiness on my mother's face will be filled with, and whenever I think of it, my heart will be warm for a long time.
This year on her birthday, I bought a gift early and sent it home. That day, I called my father and asked him to pick up the express delivery, so that he would keep it confidential and would give it to my mother for me on his birthday. This should have been a good surprise, but the father told his mother directly that his son had prepared a gift for you. During the last time I talked, my mother said that my father didn’t understand romance and had no sense of ritual. In the video, my mother looked at her father’s expression and eyes very much like a girl in her twenties. This reminded me that my mother was also a young girl in her youth.
When I was in the first grade of junior high school, I asked my mother what her dream was when she was young. My mother thought for a long time, and a wave of loss flashed in her eyes. She told me with a little regret that when she was a child, she hoped that she could ride a handsome motorcycle around the world and go to any distance she wanted to go. I remembered a lyric, "I once dreamed of walking around the world with my sword and seeing the prosperity of the world." At that time, I secretly made up my mind to rely on my own efforts to give my mother more opportunities to "go to any distance I want to go" in the future.
Today is my mother’s birthday, and because of my studies, I can’t even do the minimum companionship, so I still feel a lot of loss in my heart. From the bottom of my heart, I feel that every calm "enlightenment" sudden growth is not on my birthday, but on my mother's birthday. Because of this kind of birthday, while celebrating, I will realize that my mother is gradually no longer young, and I suddenly feel that the responsibility on my shoulders has become much heavier. The most common sentence my mother said to me was "Don't be too tired, pay attention to rest." In fact, I don't know that she needs to rest the most. I just hope that time can slow down, and that the speed of a teenager's growth exceeds the speed of aging of parents.
Finally, I wish my mother a happy birthday.
Author profile: Wang Yidong, male, Han nationality, from Qianxian County, Shaanxi Province, with a pseudonym Yibei, and studied at Northwest University of Political Science and Law.Youth Committee Member of the Global Green Development Alliance, Deputy Secretary-General of Literature of Shaanxi Community Culture Construction Promotion Association, Chairman of the Academic Committee of Xi'an Traditional Culture Research Association, Director of the Youth Committee of Xi'an Style Figures; Leader of the National Intangible Cultural Heritage Digital Intelligent Development Group, China University Innovation and Entrepreneurship Education Alliance , selected as the first batch of campus 100-person program of the National College Student Innovation and Entrepreneurship Program.
