a letter to mom

Dear mother:

Hello!

Mom, my daughter is now twelve years old, and she is going to graduate in the sixth grade. My daughter’s academic performance is still fairly stable. She became a language leader and sat in the fourth row.

Mom, do you remember? When I was five years old, you took me to West Lake Park. I was so excited when I got off the bus. I accidentally stepped on a piece of banana peel and you quickly picked me up with your hands. At that time, I was thinking: Mom is the person who loves me the most and cares about me in the world. You are the greatest!

Mom, do you remember? When I was ten years old, I was in the fifth grade. When I came back from school, I was downcast and frowned. When you meet, come over and ask for the situation, and comfort me. Your tone is like a bottle of medicine, slowly healing my wounds. When I got homework at night, I encountered a problem. I was so stubborn that I didn’t let go. I had to make it. You came over and taught me the best, until I understood. At this stage of the National Elementary School, every sentence of yours has turned into a deep love, which will fill my heart.

Mom, do you know? In the third to sixth grades, there are not many days at home, you know? In these years, my heart is lonely. I have missed too many things for you in these years. Sometimes I dream of our family in a dream. Now my daughter can't repay your kindness, I wish you all the best:

Good luck and good health!

Your daughter: Yin Zhaozhen

February 15, 2019

Quanxi Village, the fourth year of junior high school: Yin Zhaozhen