My daughter misses her mother's words.

1. Sometimes, I see others talking and laughing and going shopping with my mother in town. How envious I am. I feel uneasy when I see what my mother has carefully selected for her daughter.

I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to be home. Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains. I miss my mother's words. If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.

The blooming of life is a flower with a dream. For the mother, the dream is broken in reality and has experienced numerous storms. There is no laughter in this process, only pain. She is hard-working, but she doesn't give up and insists on letting her children grow up. This is the mother's belief, the only belief that supports her.

In the surging grief, I often think of my loving mother's last time by my side. I am really happy and gratified! It seems that God has blessed me. My stubborn and arrogant mother is leaving my old house and moving in with me! I was so excited, I felt so full!

It is inconceivable that a person has never left a deep impression on his mother all his life. It is inconceivable that a person's growth is not deeply influenced by his mother. A story told by my mother, a body language of my mother, can be unforgettable all my life. A word from my mother will be remembered for a lifetime.

6. Mom, when you suddenly left that year, I was very tired and sad. I have to enter my dream every night, catch your face and look for you.