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Has written a lot about the mother's words, and now always feel for me, seems to have no new content can be written. Or write home to write the text too much, or my mother was a woman in the simple, there is no one who caught me a lot of memories. Write a few each year, and occasionally turned out to see, it seems that words that feelings still present ear. Hesitated for a long time, or do not know what to write, to write something. Self-proclaimed filial piety, I always will leave most of the rest time to learn and play, and occasionally take her out to look around my mother, my heart still unusual to meet and proud that other people's children can not own it,beats by dr dre! My mother is an ordinary worker. Rest of my life 10 years of dealing with the machinery of life, gave her nice straightforward character, she never in front of others to cover their children's fault, blame and instead is left out. When I was a kid, it is like the other kids want to snuggle all day in the mother, but my mother always hides by far, because I often Ouqi with my mother, grew up after the mother is to understand I have good energy independence, even though she and her father is not with me I can be strong to live, love child of a mother, so she was not a kind of torture. Mother is optimistic. In my eyes, in my heart, mother's pale skin that never aged a day. Somehow, in the passage of time,tods shoes, quietly, the old and the mother has indeed. Tired. These are the children can not accept the facts and cruel. Look at their most beloved, most respected and most intimate mother, day by day, in their own growth and youth, the old gradually and slowly wither. When we begin to enjoy the sweet life, enjoy the taste of love and frivolous, while the mother is a sick old man. After high school, I went overseas to study, I began to worry about the health of the mother, get up early and I will not see his mother cry over and over again, very long time to adapt to life without a mother, my self-care ability in the same age people is undoubtedly strong, but every day I have to live in the pain of missing family members among the mothers, many students can not understand why I am holding the phone in tears over and over again, the usual one point in spending money and scholarships sub save up to buy gifts for his family, but spared their very! Pain My heart is difficult to describe in words the kind of pain. Once the sick mother, I'll have a great response, often their own in the room crying, praying to God, bless the mother of peace! Sometimes ridiculous to think that he is really silly. How parents might not be old? Morrow and more filial some of the parents is the greatest comfort. But I'm not a caring daughter. Although filial piety, but I had 22 years of age after birth can not get to see my mother has a comfortable job, a good life, worrying about her day and night for me! Gradually, I became love to talk on and on, telling his mother over and over again everyday life, until she frowned, I shut up; I became very clumsy, always find some mothers can not fault tolerance,mercurial vapor, listening to her harsh criticism,tods, and then happily to correct; I became very childish,beats by dre, nothing around the mother when the total spin, the children get spoiled unique diary of my life! I simply hope that the mother after 40 years of age can experience every day of her deep sense of filial piety, my heart might not be a good mother, a child, but I do their best to be a filial child! This is a feeling beyond words. Maternal love is the world the greatest and most selfless love. Do not expect the mother of us for what to put away the child's pride and selfishness, the intention to be a real person, real daughter. In any case mother, forgive me,dre beats, because I love you. Mother and daughter love you. Mom, I want to say to you: