Today is a special and beautiful day to celebrate. Our dear mom is celebrating her eightieth birthday.
On behalf of the family, I would first like to wish mom a happy 80th birthday! I wish her a long and happy life!
Today, our motherland mom celebrates her 70th birthday, and our mom is already 80 years old. Eighty years old, what a sigh of envy age. Eighty-year-old mom, crane hair, still so hale and hearty, eighty-year-old mom so strong and optimistic.
Life is a bitter journey, the bitter end will be sweet, mom's life is like this. Time is like a shuttle, years like a song. Mom used life to write a melodious song.
I remember when my mother was young, short hair shoulders, thin body, a gray and white striped blouse, wear and wear. Five children, not much difference in age, every day pestering mom, the sixties in China, food and clothing is still unknown, elder brother and two brothers to break up to eat the past of the nest, so far, let you more than tears.
Our family did not have any land, and we relied on our father to work hard and our mother to run the business. Mom sleeps from morning to night, every day as busy as a gyroscope, busy during the day, endless chores, the night to do endless needle and thread, you are a dexterous, for the children to weave a surprise, a share of happiness.
The year I turned ten, I wore that green skirt-type blouse, is still deep in my memory of love. The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of her children, every day closely sewn, and fear of cold and hunger. The spring breeze blew, reform and opening up. The shrewd parents did business after business. Mom rode her bicycle through the wind and rain every day, and the days were getting hotter and hotter.
In the summer there were old popsicles to eat, and in the winter there were snowsuits. My elder brother married his beautiful sister-in-law, my elder sister found a man of her dreams, and my second brother and sister got married on the same day (my second sister-in-law was really as beautiful as a heavenly goddess at that time). I also grew up, went to college and started a family.
Mom's face also became white and moist, happy smile like a flower bloomed, a period of time can finally release their own self, square dancing, but still for our five sisters of the next generation, generation to generation dedication.
I know that the sudden departure of the father is the deepest pain in your heart, the inner loneliness of the mother but still calm, independent, tough, never add trouble for the children.
The years like a song, mom like a song, this is the mother with life to write our song. The years are quiet, the mother is still beautiful, this is the mother with the life of the composition of the love of the children.
Today's eighty-year-old mother experienced the precipitation of the vicissitudes of life, temperament elegant, graceful and beautiful. Eighty-year-old mother is like a gnarled tree, ancient trees, y rooted in the soil, still for us to protect the wind and rain; eighty-year-old mother like daylight, warming our family of thirty-nine people; eighty-year-old mother like spring rain, silently moisturizing the heart of each child.
Nowadays, the eighty-year-old mother's son has many children and grandchildren, and her son-in-law has a group of four generations! But the eighty-year-old mother is really old, can not do, can not walk.
Big brother said, years ah, please slow down, slower, do not hurt my old mother, let me hold my mother's hand, walk a little bit, turn a little bit. The first is that the first time I saw a woman, I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. Dye your gray hair! The second sister said, "Mom, I've brought you a box of canned pears to cool down the fire. Second brother said, "Mom, I've made your favorite dumplings for lunch. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said.
Mom said, I don't want you to give me much money, as long as you coax me to be happy.
At the age of eighty, mom's real happiness can be opened. In the past, we are your treasure, now, you are our treasure; in the past, you are our dependence, now, we are your dependence, although, we are very busy, but the children are trying to use their own way to accompany you, filial piety.
The family has an old man, such as a treasure, the root, everyone is in. Today is your eightieth birthday, I am here again on behalf of a family of thirty-nine people to make a wish for my mother:
May my mother live a long life, live a hundred years old, is the wish of our whole family. I hope that the heavens have eyes, so that my mother will be safe and sound to a hundred. The rest of the years let us all hold our mother's hand, slowly enjoy the quiet beauty of this mother's time like flowers. A hundred years old mother has been as old as a shadow, we are also old, but the happy thing is that we still have a mother, you can call your mother every day, you can put your mother in the middle, bathed in sunshine, blowing the breeze, feel the happiness of the mother's time.
Lastly, I would like to invite my beloved elder brother, elder sister, second sister, second brother and me to stand in a row. Mom has given us all her love, and we love her very much. Now I shout one, two, three, and we look y at our moms and say aloud: Mom, I love you!
Salute from my youngest daughter
September 19, 2019