Since ancient times, filial sons and grandchildren have emerged one after another. Liu Heng, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, personally tasted the decoction, and Yong Dong, the dutiful son of the Eastern Han Dynasty, sold himself to bury his father. Mao Zedong, a great man, also put filial piety first. 19191kloc-0/at the beginning of October, he received an urgent letter from his critically ill mother and hurried back to Shaoshan with his younger brother, Zeqin. But when they arrived, mother had been lying in the coffin for two days. Mao Zedong was very sad. He was silent for a long time in front of the gods. On October 8th, 65438/KLOC-0, he sat on the floor, facing the lonely lamp alone, and wrote a profound "Dedicated to Mother" with great sadness.
I have seen a movie "Carrying Dad to School". A child in the mountains was admitted to the provincial normal school, but his father was unfortunately paralyzed. In order to take care of his father and his studies, the protagonist decided to go to school behind his back. A poor child in a mountainous area, with a thin body, carries not only a sick father, but also a heavy and persistent filial piety.
I couldn't help crying when I watched the movie. I have mixed feelings, both ashamed and admired. Why don't I have the touching filial piety of the protagonist? Usually, if the food is not to the taste and the clothes and trousers are not satisfactory, they will complain willfully, and even regard their parents' advice as a kind of boring nagging. As everyone knows, love is behind nagging; As we all know, the years I grew up will carve deep wrinkles on my parents' foreheads. Since then, every day when my mother comes home from work, I will bring a cup of tea. When dad came home, I gave him a beating. After the exam, I handed in a satisfactory answer sheet ... I think it should be considered filial piety.
An accidental experience completely changed my view of filial piety-
Once my aunt was going to have a baby. Curious about the new life, I waited for the birth of a little life in front of the delivery room with my parents. However, what we are waiting for is unfortunate news-dystocia! Mom and baby are likely to keep only one! Suddenly, tension and sadness enveloped the faces of all relatives! My aunt decided to keep the baby ... then there was a sweet baby crying in the delivery room. After a long time, menstruation finally came out. Everyone is relieved. I can clearly see that my weak aunt is lying limply, her lips are white and her face is blue, but her eyes are shining with mother's love. She is walking in the jaws of death!