Brothers and sisters, do my little sister a favor! Help me find six touching stories! About family, try to be brief!

The story of "Three Guarantees of Rice": A mother and son who live together want to drop out of school because of their poor family. It was the mother's palm that sent her son back to school. When the mother paid her son a monthly ration of 30 kilograms, she sent him some variegated rice. In the rebuke of the canteen master, mother was speechless, and she didn't excuse herself. In the second and third months, when my mother brought the third bag of miscellaneous rice, facing the anger of the canteen master, she knelt on the ground and told the story of miscellaneous rice: It turned out that my mother, who was suffering from rheumatism and could not work, insisted on begging every day to keep her son in school-all the miscellaneous rice was sent from door to door ... When his son was admitted to the university, the principal told his son the truth. Holding her, crying: "My mom, my mom ..." This story made me cry, and I couldn't calm down for a long time. A mother propped up a blue sky with her sick body and let her son spread his wings and fly from now on. When her son flies higher and higher, it should be the happiest time for her mother. ...

In Tangshan earthquake, a mother and her baby were crushed under the rubble. A few days passed, and they had no food or water. The child sucked the milk from its mother's breast and cried with hunger. Mother groped in the dark, hoping to find some food. Suddenly, she touched a sweater needle and felt a burst of joy. She knew that her children were saved-20 days later, when rescuers rescued them. The mother is dead and the child is still alive. It was found that there were many small holes in the mother's fingers, which were blood holes pierced by sweater needles-she kept the child alive with her own blood. ...

One happened between a homeless man and his mother. The vagrant left his hometown when his family visit expired, and his mother sent him to the station. At the station, the strap of my son's travel bag suddenly broke. Seeing that the departure time is coming, the mother quickly took off her belt and wrapped up her son's itinerary. She blushed because of impatience and hard work when she untied her belt. The son asked his mother how to get home. Mom said, never mind, walk slowly. For many years, my son has been carrying his mother's belt with him. For several years, my son has been thinking about how his mother walked home without a belt.

A mother and daughter live in a remote hut in a small village in the country. Her mother is afraid of being stolen, and always puts three locks on the doorknob at night. My daughter hates the boring and unchanging country life, just like a landscape painting. She yearns for this city and wants to see the gorgeous world she imagined through the radio.

One morning, my daughter left her mother in pursuit of that illusory dream.

She sneaked away from home while her mother was sleeping.

"Mom, you just don't have my daughter." Unfortunately, the world is not as beautiful as she imagined. Unconsciously, she embarked on this road and fell into a quagmire, and then she realized her mistake.

"Mom!" Ten years later, the grown-up daughter dragged her broken heart and clumsy body back to her hometown.

When she got home, it was already late at night, and a faint light was shining through the door. She tapped on the door, but suddenly she had a bad feeling. My daughter got a fright when she twisted the doorknob. It is strange that my mother never forgot to lock the door before. "Mother's thin body curled up on the cold floor and fell asleep in a distressing way.

"Mom ... mom ..." Hearing her daughter's crying, her mother opened her eyes and put her arms around her tired shoulder without saying a word. After crying in her mother's arms for a long time, her daughter suddenly asked curiously, "Mom, why didn't you lock the door today?" What if someone breaks in? " "

Mom replied, "Not just today. I'm afraid you can't get in at night, so the door has not been locked for ten years. " "

The mother waited for her daughter to come back for ten years, and the decoration in the room was the same as that of that year. That night, the mother and daughter returned to the way they were ten years ago, locked the door tightly and fell asleep.

Family love is the cradle of hope. Thanks to the warmth of your family, it gives you the motivation to grow.

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Years left me a pair of shoes.

Wind and rain, have to take off my clothes.

Home, give me one road sign after another.

Mother will never get tired of staring at me.

Ancient and eternal care

Sometimes, my mother's hand will give me a ride.

Sometimes, my mother's heart gives me a ride.

In fact, sending is the same as not sending.

I already know.

Whether it is windy, rainy or snowy.

It's all in your head.

On the mountain road of the years, I wrote footprints for you.

I remember your smile during the stormy journey.

In the storm of years-

I will bless you with gratitude and piety.