I just know a story about a Japanses writer, whose mother help him save money but never tell him. His mother only ask him for more money, while the writer first can't understand why and then just hate his mother. Until the death of his mom could him understand so much.

I am so sorry that I never spend such a holiday with my mom.

Today I read a news, it said mother is mother in a year that has 365 or 366 days, but we show our love for her just in this special day. I felt sorry to my mother after I read this essay. Specially I never have time to spend this festival with her.

There are no so many touching or significant stories happened between my mom and I. But I really appreciated that everytime I was sick, my mom was always there, taking cate of me, no matter how late it was. She is not young, not beautiful, not tender.  But I LOVE HER  so much.

Mothers just willing to give out all they have to their children, without any complaints, any requests.

I had a bad relationship with my mother until I was 15 years old, because she left me to work in other places. I almost never communicate with her so that I had thought that mom didn't love me. When I was 15 years old,she came back and took care of my life and study. During those days,I felt warm affection from my mom and knew that it's also difficult for her to take apart from her kids. My mother lived in a poor family so she tries her best to let her daughters live in a richer environment. I appreciate my mother very much.

 My mom is a very strict woman. And when I was young, I don't like her so much. The biggest reason is that they she is strict with me. But when I was admitted into a university, my mom carried my heavy luggage on her shoulder, which impressed me deeply. At the time I know my mother loved me. 

We always cannot see the loveof own mother behind ouselves in daily life. I can't forget the thing that my mam cried  as I visited my aunt by train lonely forever. But she didn't say it witn me.

This question was a long time ago, but I still want to answer it. As I grow up, I know I need to more filial piety my mother. I hope she can have a happy life. I really scare death and I really scare my mother leave me.

My mom is strict woman. I cannot understanding she. Moreover, I and her
relation gradually far. As I grow up. I can deep feel her love. I hope myself can permitted to a great university in college entrance permission exam. In the aftertime. I can gain nice work. When there is a will, there is a way.
 

When I was 17 years old and dropped in a dark hole, which means I can't get well with myself. One day, a peer dropped down of the teaching building, we were shocked and dragged me out of the hole.