Letter to mom

Letter to mom:

I am going to New Year. My mother called from the mine and said, "Go home, what kind of gift does my mother like?" I said, I want new clothes and little red flowers on my head. Mom, you know, I don’t know, of course, I like these things, but my favorite favorite is you and Dad.

Mom, do you remember? Once you came back from the mine, I was beaten by you. It was because I had messed up your clothes with Dad. When you hit me, I was very painful and painful, but no matter how painful it was, it was better than me. I feel much better when I miss you. Mom, I didn’t mean to mess with your clothes, because I just wanted to miss you and my father too much, so I took your clothes and Dad’s clothes out and saw them, because you and Dad are very good on the clothes. The fragrance is very fragrant.

Mom, although I am a child, everything I think is all ours. Mom, I have grown up slowly. When you are not at home, my brother and I cook for ourselves. I go to sleep at night. One day it rains. Our house leaks. My grandmother, she can’t hear, I I got up, put the washbasin on the mosquito net, and caught the water leaking on the bed. The thunder in the sky was loud, my brother was very scared, and my brother and I ran to sleep with my grandmother.

Mom, my brother's grades are not good, the teacher said that parents should be called for tutoring, but you and Dad are not at home, I will help my younger brothers to practice and practice, and use our wardrobe as a blackboard. Mom, don't call me again when you go home, mom, grandma is old, dad is not at home, you don't go to the mine for too long, so I will want to die.

Mom, when you were at home, the clothes you washed were finished. Now my brother and I are dirty and dark. The adults in the village said that my hair is messy and the hen is about to fly to my head. . Mom, Dongmei sister in our village, her father also went home from the mine. I went to her house and asked her. I don’t know when you will go home. Her father gave me and my brother a good meal. apple.

Mom is coming back, I don't want anything from you, I just want you to help me comb the scorpion, put on a new dress for me and my brother, let me sleep next to you, let me touch your face. Let me sleep on your side with a dream that won't dream of you crying.