Mom, you know, I don't appreciate you giving me life. Because if I want life and you give me life, I should be grateful to you, but I didn't want it, and you didn't ask me to agree or not, and you brought me into this world. I came and saw the flowers were red, the grass was green, the sugar was sweet, the salt was salty, these feelings are sometimes wonderful, but if I have never been here, I will not be because of not having them Feel sorry, don't you? In this world, there are indeed simple joys, but there are also complex sorrows, right? But I am still grateful to you, because, before I asked for the colorful cat-toed shoes, the new school bag for school, the umbrella in the rain, and the three-fresh stuffing that I like to eat, you prepared it for me early; because, teach me Knowing animals and plants, counting, literacy, and sending me to read, you have arranged them properly, for fear that I will miss something and regret it; because, if you can, you always leave me the simple pleasures, and the complex ones. Sad, you are always alone with and passed by silently. Mom, love you, happy holidays, healthy and happy~
