儿子，指赤子、婴儿;孩童;称谓，指爸爸妈妈所生的孩子。下面我们为大伙收拾的关于儿子的英语文章，期望对大伙有用!
关于儿子的英语文章
That Last Hug
As parents, we never think that our children will die before we do. Our middleson had always told us that he wouldn't live to be twenty five. We alwaysscoffed at him and never believed him. Then on April 8,2001 we got a knock onour door at six in the morning. It was the sheriff's department, telling us ourson had been killed in a head on collision with a diesel truck. We were shockedbeyond belief. He was only twenty four years old and he had three smallchildren, the youngest being only ten days old.
Our son's injuries were extensive, so we never got to see his body before it wassent for cremation. I still wish I’d gotten to hold him in my arms just one moretime to tell him that I love him and to say good bye.
His twenty fifth birthday came five months after his death. I was reallystruggling with that and trying to cope with that date as it arrived. I guess Iwas still in a state of denial that our son was actually gone from this earth. Icried for days leading up to his birthday; just any mention of him made me cry.
His birthday arrived and I was very much beside myself. I walked into thekitchen where our son and I had spent so many happy hours together, as he alwayshad to be by my side when I was cooking. He loved to cook, as well, and wasalways there with me, trying to learn new things. All of a sudden, it was likesomeone had enveloped me in their arms and given me a big hug. I instantly feltat peace about our son's passing and knew that this was his way of contacting meand telling me that he was okay and in a better place. He gave me that last hugI needed so badly to be able to accept his death.
I will miss him every day for the rest of my life, but I look forward to seeinghim again one day when we meet in heaven. In the meantime, I have three smallparts of him left in his children, and I rejoice in telling them stories abouttheir dad and his time on earth.
最后的拥抱
[堪萨斯州]J.J
作为爸爸妈妈，大家从未考虑过大家的孩子会先死去。大家二儿子一直对大家说他活不到25岁。大家一直嘲笑他，对他说的话不以为然。2001年4月8日早上6点大家听到敲门声。这是雪里夫公寓，对大家说大家的儿子被一辆柴油卡车迎头撞死。大家感到震撼，很难置信。他仅24岁，有3个孩子子，最小的孩子仅出生10天。
儿子面目全非，所以大家连他的尸体也没去看，就被送去火化了。我如果再拥抱他一次，对他说我爱他，并说再见，该多好啊。
离他25岁过生日仅差5个月。我真的苦苦地度日如年般等着他的过生日到来。我觉得我仍旧不承认大家的儿子确实离开了人世。我哭着等着他的过生日;他的所有都让我哭泣。
他的过生日一到来，我就发疯了。于是走进我和儿子共度快乐时光的厨房，由于我在做饭时他一直不能不呆在我身边。他也喜欢做饭，一直和我呆在一块，尽力学习新菜谱。蓦然像有人用手臂抱住了我，狠狠地抱住我。顿时我安之若素，了解这是他联系我的方法，在对我说他平安无事，在一个更好的去处。他最后给了我所迫切需要的拥抱以便让我同意他死亡的事实。
我的余生将会思念他，可是我期望以后有一天在天国大家再相会。与之同时，他撇下的3个孩子，我想给他们讲述其父在世的绮美故事。