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This is a true story. This is a poor family. Son entered primary school, his father died. Nianger Liang arm with each other, with a pile of loess gently off the father.
mother did not remarry,
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glow of autumn when the mountains and the trees, the son admitted to a county key one. Mother was suffering from rheumatism, could not do farm work, and sometimes even have enough to eat. At that time one, the students had to take 30 kg rice per month to the cafeteria. Children knew that her mother could not take, he said: non-reading is not. rest assured that your mother mad at you, there is another way to support you. your first school enrollment, I then send meters to go. the hand, strong to face rejection in children, which is 16-year-old children for the first time finally beating ... ...
children go to school, and looked at his receding figure, mother, thinking.
did not take long, county ushered in the large dining late mother, she limped to move the door, panting remove the bag of rice from the shoulders. Bear is responsible for teacher registration palm scale open pocket, grabbed a handful of rice looked to lock the brow, and said: rice, rice, and small meters, just as our hybrid rice barrels a canteen. Bear master seeing this,
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another month, the mother carrying a bag of rice into the canteen. As usual, open the bag to see bears master meters, brow and lock, or variegated meters. He wants, is not the last the mother did not give a clear picture, we said to her, stressing each syllable: The rice is cooked out. next time so I do not collected. your home can be a kung like a hundred kinds of rice? really funny.
the third month, the mother again, bears a look at the master meter, rage, mood, almost irrational, hair show tonight to scold: of it? loud noise, or variegated meters it? you, today is back to how,
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mother sat on the floor, rolled up his trouser legs to reveal a pair of rigid deformation of the legs, swelling into a fusiform ... ... the mother wiped the tears, said: the. son sensible to drop out to help me, but I hit a slap in the face of the school ... ... Every day dawn, she Chuaizhuo empty rice bag, leaning on his stick more than a dozen miles away quietly into the village to beg, and then wait until after dark sneak deep into the village. She will discuss to the rice together early to school ... ... ramble mother said, and bears the master has already shed a tear. He lifted up the mother, said: ruin his self-esteem. affect his reading can be bad. I brought the chef's good intentions, and ask you a secret for me, remember remember,
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principals eventually know it, quietly, to poor students in the name of relief for his son's tuition and living expenses for three years. Three years later, the son of a score of 627 admitted to Tsinghua University. Graduates farewell day, in the county may sound, the principal specifically to the mother's son asked the podium, this life wondering: exam, several students with high scores, why just ask me to stage it? More surprising is that the stage has piled three drums capsule capsule Pidai. At this point, the Bears master told his mother came to discuss the story of rice for the children to school, the audience was silent. President pointed to three Pidai, emotions, said:
son puzzled look back and saw the mother bear teacher held on to the stage is moved step by step. We do not know what the son of that moment, I think, that to shake his share of no less stormy sea. Thus, the world's most warm affection staged scene, as a mother and son on the mother's eyes warm, the dough, and a lock of gray hair scattered some children to ride in the forehead,
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