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Eight lies told by a mother in her life.

1. When I was a child, the little boy's family was poor. When eating, there is often not enough food, so the mother shares the rice in the bowl with the children. Mom said, children, eat quickly, I'm not hungry! -Mother's first lie

When the boy grows up, hardworking mothers often go to the rural river ditch on the outskirts of the county to catch fish to supplement calcium for their children. The fish is delicious and the fish soup is fresh. While the children were eating fish, their mother was eating fish bones and licking the meat stains on them with her tongue. Feeling distressed, the boy put the fish in his bowl in his mother's bowl and invited his mother to eat fish. Mom didn't eat it. Mom put the fish back in the boy's bowl with chopsticks. Mom said, son, eat quickly, I don't like fish! -the second lie my mother told.

When I was in junior high school, in order to pay enough tuition for boys and brothers and sisters, my mother, who was a sewing worker, went to the neighborhood Committee and took some matchboxes home. In the evening, she earned some money to make up for her family. One winter, the boy woke up in the middle of the night and saw his mother bending down under the oil lamp to paste the matchbox. The boy said, Mom, go to sleep. You must go to work tomorrow morning. Mom smiled and said, children, go to sleep quickly, I'm not sleepy! -the third lie my mother told.

In the year of college entrance examination, my mother took time off to stand at the entrance of the test center every day to help the boys in the college entrance examination. It's midsummer and the sun is shining. Stubborn mothers will stop for hours in the hot sun. When the bell rang at the end of the exam, the mother greeted her and handed her a cup of strong tea soaked in a tin bottle for the child to drink. Tea is also strong, and feelings are stronger. Looking at his mother's chapped lips and sweat, the boy handed back the tin bottle in his hand and let his mother drink it. Mother said, son, drink quickly, I'm not thirsty! -Four lies my mother told.

After the death of father, mother is both father and mother. Relying on the meager income of the sewing society, she dragged several children to study and lived a miserable life. Uncle Li, who is repairing his watch under the telephone pole at the intersection of Hutong, came to help him with big and small things, such as moving coal, carrying water, sending some money and food to help the boy's home. People are not vegetation, who can be ruthless. Neighbors see it in their eyes and remember it in their hearts. Everyone advised his mother to remarry, so why bother? However, my mother kept her virginity for many years and never got married. My mother wouldn't listen to others' advice. My mother said, I don't love her! -Tell five lies

6. After the boys, brothers and sisters graduated from college and joined the work, the off-duty mother set up a stall in the nearby farmers' market to make a living. Children who work in other places often send money back to subsidize their mothers when they know about it. Mothers resolutely refused and returned the money. Mom said, I have money! -Tell six lies

7. The boy stayed in school to teach for two years, and then got a doctor's degree from a famous American university. After graduation, I stayed in a scientific research institution in the United States. The treatment is quite rich and the conditions are good. The boy from a foreign country wanted to take his mother to enjoy his old age, but the old man refused. Mom said, I'm not used to it! -Tell seven lies

8. In her later years, her mother suffered from stomach cancer and was admitted to the hospital. When the boy from the other side of the Atlantic came back by plane, my mother was dying after the operation. When his mother was old, he looked at her who was tortured to death by the disease. The boy was heartbroken and burst into tears. But mother said, son, don't cry, I don't hurt. -Tell the last lie