After the holiday, I will accompany my mother to make friends.

I try to be a good mother, and you study hard. Mom wants to say: there is scenery outside the window, there is a future in the pen, the bow is the sea, and the head is the future. How lucky you are to work hard now.

It's just that the mother is quite stressed and worried about her children, but she is afraid to preach. It's the kind of thing she's afraid of affecting her children's mood.