悲情母亲一人们在描写母亲时,总喜欢把“善良”、“慈祥”、“无私奉献”等美好的标签都贴到自己母亲的身上。而我却是个不孝之子,不愿那样恭维自己的母亲。尽管我是眼含热泪写这篇文章的,可这泪水里的成分是复杂的,有感恩,也有怨恨和无奈。母亲是21岁时怀上了我,那时父亲在郯城县工作,因为挤不出时间照顾母亲,就把她送到距郯城近百里远的娘家,想让她在那里坐月子,由我姥姥照顾我们母子。谁知,母亲怀我足月后,我仍不肯出生。姥姥害怕我会出事,不好向父亲交待,就按照当地的风俗,让母亲抱着积块(过去垒墙用的土坯)往水井里 Sad mother, a mother in the description of the people, always like “good ”, “kindness”, “selfless dedication ” and other good labels are affixed to his mother. And I was a filial son, unwilling to compliment my own mother. Although I wrote this article with tears in my eyes, the composition in this tear is complex, with gratitude, resentment and helplessness. My mother was 21 when I was pregnant with me. At that time, my father worked in Tancheng County. Because she could not squeeze her time from taking care of her mother, she sent her to her parents’ home about a hundred miles away from Tancheng. My grandmother takes care of our mother and child. Who knows, my mother pregnant with me, I still refuse to be born. My grandmother is afraid I will be an accident, not confessed to his father, according to local customs, so that her mother holding the plot block (past the wall with adobe) into the well