少年时候,对母亲只是一种依赖。青年的时候对母亲也许只是一种盲目的爱。只有当生命的太阳走向正午,人生有了春也开始了夏,对母亲才有了深刻的理解,深刻的爱。我们也许突然感悟,母亲其实是一种岁月,从绿地流向一片森林的岁月,从小溪流向一池深湖的岁月,从明月流向一片冰山的岁月。随着生命的脚步,当我们也以一角鱼尾纹,一缕白发在感受 When young, it is only a dependence on the mother. When a young man may be just a blind love to the mother. Only when the sun of life toward noon, the spring of life has begun summer, the mother had a deep understanding, a deep love. We may suddenly realize that my mother is actually a kind of years, from the green to a forest of years, from the stream to a pool of deep years, from the moon to an iceberg years. With the pace of life, when we also corner crow’s feet, ray of white hair in the feel