When I heard this song, I suddenly remembered the shape of the person born, who gave birth to me, who did not mind raising me to grow up. And that is the mother, who is always the most important position in my mind.
Indeed, in the family, I love the most is because mother has always dedicated this home a great love, not to describe. Small body hard working with thin skinny shoulder has been suffering so much suffering that I love her mother. I love the daily hands to patients, back home to take care of the family, cooking hot meals and then at night when the moonlight round up, hands are not sleep, continue to pounding my sister fan ru sink to sleep and from the mouth of her lovely mother to sing the sweet lullaby song that earnest, bold love the mother's door wide for the children.
Ru mother love you earnest
In spite of my hard work, my mother did not say a single word, she was a tough guy, admirable. She is always careful in everything, well done and knows how to take responsibility for what she does to set a good example for her children. But in teaching children, mother is very serious. I always tell my sisters the good or the bad, from small things like home work to big things such as how to speak properly, attitudes and how to treat people properly. Mother cares about everything I do, if anything does not satisfy my mother immediately blamed and analyzing for me understand why I should not do so, however I am not angry with her but the opposite, I respect Mother more. In the family is but in the society, mother is gentle, easy to get along, know how to behave in every situation and special things in the mother that many people love is mother to know how to eat every meal people. And I find myself fortunate to be a mother.
Not only that, she is also a very generous, loving children wholeheartedly. Remembering the old days, once I took a low-scoring test, I hid my mother. But the long-sleeved needle also pops out, and my mother found out and yelled at me. The blame abounded with the tears streaming down my mother's thin cheeks, making me feel good, my mother turned away and I saw her shoulders trembling. When I was alone in the room, I blamed myself for being so sad that my mother would cry, if I told her truth, she would not be so sad because I knew she was crying because I was not honest. It's true, not because I have low scores. I feel so sorry, at that moment I just want to run through the room shouting mother: "Mom! I'm sorry! "But I did not have enough courage because I was afraid she was angry. And the miracle happened, the next day I still care, love me like every day. I asked myself, "Have you forgiven me?" That's right, my mother really forgave me because she thought that I was as young as three years old, in need of love and deep teachings from her mother. Now I'm new to the deep love sacred color, nothing can be separated, as the song "... mother love as Pacific Ocean ..." I promised to The body will never make her mother cry, will love her more than to not regret for being sad mother, I will forever remember this poem as a teaching:
"Who mom please do not make mother cry Do not be sad to my mother hear"
Yes, she will always be the most important person in my life, even if everything around me changes, the love that I give to her mother is still full, not fade. And I want to tell my mother, "Mommy! I thank you mother for the birth of your child, raising children to grow up. I love you so much mom!"
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