Mother's love is immense!
(Baonghean) - Once, in the column "Portrait and Dialogue", writer Tran Dang Khoa talked about the comparison of readers when reading the work "Lights Out" by Ngo Tat To and "Les Miserables" by Victor Hugo. Chi Dau in "Lights Out" sold her dog and her child to save her husband. As for Fantine in "Les Miserables", to have money to send back to her child, she had to sell her teeth, her hair, and even her body "had to sell" - sell herself. Then compare who is greater than who. There have been too many arguments surrounding this story, both in terms of literature, sociology,... even those who are "eager to argue" without any basis or expertise, and until now there has been no end.
Having said that, sometimes having such debates makes literary life more enjoyable, because even if there is no conclusion, no one will die or be harmed. Hugo is still Hugo, Ngo Tat To is still Ngo Tat To. The only thing is, mothers, whether Vietnamese or French, are still patient, patient, and accept their own sacrifices, including criticism. So behind that comparison, I feel a little sad.
Suddenly realized, it seems that whenever writing about mothers, we write about resignation, patience and sacrifice. It is the same everywhere. Even in the novel The Mother by M. Gorki - the great Russian writer, Mrs. Pelagaya Nilovna is gentle, weak, afraid of her husband, only because of her love for her son who is engaged in "anti-king politics", she gradually participates and fights for the revolution. Because she loves her son, worries about her son, she reads what her son reads, gets to know people her son knows, and then acts as her son acts. In addition to the image of the mother's path to revolution from spontaneous to conscious process, there is the image of a great mother who loves her son all her life, for her son, even her every breath is hurried and hurried for her son.
The day I sat in a coffee shop on the 27th floor, watching the city, I told this story to my friend who works at the Center for Preservation and Promotion of Nghe An Folk Heritage. She said that I didn’t have to go far, even in Nghe Tinh folk songs, we also talk about mothers who work hard and forget themselves for their children. Then she sang for me “Ten graces of parents”. When she softly sang, everyone in the coffee shop heard how beautiful it was and listened quietly. Suddenly, the modern coffee shop spread the gentle sound of “Ten graces of parents”... I was haunted by a lyric full of images: “The mat and blanket are wet/ When wet, the mother can bear it/ When dry, the mother can move, the child can lie still”... At this time, I realized that Nghe An folk songs are both rustic and profound.
I laughed and said that Nghe folk songs are a world heritage. She said, then the love of a Nghe mother is also at the human level. Yes, that's right! Moreover, the mother's duty is the same everywhere, there are no borders! Including the resignation, patience, and sacrifice!
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