My mother is a common village woman, who is already in her fifties. She had
very little school education, however, she knows that knowledge is of great
importance to young people. She is always telling me how I get along with my
studies and encourages me to study hard.
My mother takes good care of me and does everything she can for me, therefore
I can spend more time on my study.
Once she was badly ill and had to stay in bed for several days. When I got
home to see her at night, I found the light was still on and mother was sitting
in bed. She is making new clothes for me!
I was so deeply moved that tears came to my eyes, and a feeling of pain
rushed into my heart.
She is my mother, a kind and hard-working woman. I'll respect and love her
forever.