Thanksgiving mother

Thanksgiving mother

"World - on - only - have - mother - mother - good." I like this song.

My father is very good to me; however, my mother is most intimate with her daughter.

Being a mother – perhaps the most difficult and neglected profession in the world. When I was young, I didn't understand my mother's love for me. In my eyes, I just took a sweater needle and a mother who always had a face. I always don't listen to my mother getting angry. I grew up day by day, I don't know how much tears my mother has flowed behind me, how much helplessness. Into the national small, my mother no longer beat me. If I made a mistake and the exam was not satisfactory, my mother always said with anxiety and concern; "I didn't test this time, I forgive you, you have grown up, you should be sensible." Every time I heard this. A warm stream rushed to the whole body. I was crying silently in the blanket of the warm current. It was a tear of regret. I didn't want my mother to know. Now I don't want to make her angry again. But sometimes I made a mistake without knowing it. My mother finally raised her face and reprimanded me. There is no resentment in my heart. Some are just awkward - why should I make my mother angry? I like my mother, I understand my mother, I like his peace, I don't make my mother angry anymore. Mom, I love you

Third day: dandelion ~ Yu Peiran