A little girl holds a quilt and waits for her mother outside her delivery room on a winter night in Heze, Shandong province.
Although her father had sent her home before, she was really worried about her mother, and before long she came back, clutching a quilt in her arms.
That small heart can only hold next idea: “have my warm quilt, mother will not be cold out.”
The girl’s words, warm the whole winter.
When exhausted mother, to see her quietly waiting, full of worry little figure, must be full of joy and moved.
With your this waiting and enthusiasm, not only the mother will not be cold, many people are warm by your pure heart.
In this world, the people who love us unconditionally, besides our parents, are our children.
One mother said the child kept asking her mother repeatedly if she loved him.
Mother every time answer: “I love you, you so lovely, and love learning, how can I not love you?”
But the child said, “I love you, too, because you are my mother.”
We always eulogized the great maternal and fatherly love, but often ignore, parents’ love is sometimes conditional, and the children’s love for their parents is the world’s most simple, beautiful, without any impurities.
They use the weak power, with simple love package, melt us, like a light, light up the ordinary ordinary life.
Operating room, the mother is experiencing pain and life and death test;
Outside the operating room, the two-year-old son lay prone by the door, reluctant to leave for a long time.
The door was slammed shut, and he could only look through the glass door again and again. He could see nothing, but he was still on his knees by the door.
When the door of the operating room stirred, he looked up nervously. He saw that it was not his mother, and he hung his head in disappointment, full of frustration.
Little he knew, although what help can not help, but as long as stay in the nearest place from his mother, mother must be able to feel his heartbeat and prayer, will come out safely!
A little girl was sitting cunningly on a hospital bench.
At an age when she would have been frisking about, her quietness raised eyebrows, and what was more surprising was that she held a small baby firmly in her arms.