Mom, I love you, remember I was a little kid, you try that behind me give me clear up the mess, when dad teach me to shoot, you are always the first guard behind me, protect me.
Grown up, had you gone, turned into a strict mother, once I blame you, hate you, but every time I see the back of your hard work, hear you kind words, all of my resentment disappeared, only love you.
Mother you were laborious! Thank you for your concern, always have been taught, and you have been severe and gentleness. You are like a high altitude of the sun, illuminate me, like the morning dew, moistens my, like street signs, guided me. But I was often disappoint you.
I'm sorry, mom. Forgive my capricious and lazy, I can't become who you want to be. But I will try, because I have a heart to love you.
Mother, thank god let me have you, I love you.