On my birthday, I wrote a letter to my mother.

It doesn't really matter what you say. Life is short, time flies, and filial piety is a top priority. Here's a little story for you:

One day, Ali accompanied her mother to the top of the mountain to watch the sunset.

The setting sun painted the whole world golden, and the whole mountain reflected the brilliance.

-It's windy at the top of the mountain.

But Ellie still feels warm around her mother.

Mother suddenly said:

If one day she dies, she will be buried here. You can see the sunset of this world every day.

Ali asked: What is death?

Mom said: this is really a difficult question to answer, which means to leave temporarily.

Ali said, how long will it take to come back?

Mom said: Yes. . Maybe a long time. . .

Ali asked, will you come back when I go to bed and take a nap?

Mother smiled and shook her head.

I took the train from the first stop to the last stop, and you came back, right?

Mother smiled and shook her head.

So when it snows in winter, you will come back, right? You said you would make me a new hat every winter.

Mother smiled and shook her head.

Then wait until I listen to you and tidy up the house, and you will come back, right?

Mother smiled and shook her head.

Then the sapling I planted will grow into a big tree. You will definitely come back, right?

Mom still smiled and shook her head.

At this time, Ali's eyes were full of tears. She asked sadly, "Mom, when can you?"

What about coming back? "

Mother touched Ali's head and said, My silly child. . . .

No matter how long you sleep in the world, you can wait until you wake up. . . No matter how long the trip is, you can wait until the end, no matter how cold the winter is, you can wait until the past. . . No matter how noisy the world is, it can wait until it is quiet. . . . . .

However, there is only death, but it is getting farther and farther. . . .

Ali cried very sadly. "Then I will never see you again? I don't want it! ! ! "

"No, little Ali." Mom hugged her and smiled.

If one day I leave. Although you will never hear my voice or see me again. . . But you will feel that I am quietly with you.

When you were in the back garden, I watched you quietly from the kitchen window.

While you were in the kitchen, I knitted you a sweater in the bedroom.

While you were in the bedroom, I read the newspaper in the living room. While you were in the living room, I arranged my lilies in the back garden.

You can't see me, but I have never left you.

Mother reached out and wiped away little Ellie's tears. She smiled and said, my little Ali, you know, I love you forever. .

So, at that dusk,

Little Ali, who didn't know much, suddenly felt a little sad and happy ... Ali's story