Grateful to my mother

If the mother is a big tree, I am willing to add some tenderness to her; if the mother is a bunch of flowers, I would like to give her a scent; if the mother is a blue sky, I would like to turn her into a cloud.

Mother, when I accidentally saw your thin body, I realized that you paid too much for me. Mother, your face is pale, and your slowness makes me feel uncomfortable; your terrible white hair is gradually consuming your black hair, and the deeper wrinkles on your forehead make me more sad.

The second day: Fang Jiaxin