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A Sense of
I love my mother,
and I hear my mother's voice everyday by telephone.
She loves to hear my daughter and my son's voice.
When I was a child, I was afraid of her.
I didn't tell her my inner thoughts -
she must have been angry then.
she must be laughing at me...
No I was wrong....
She gave me wise advice.
My mother kept me a lot from the world.
Now she regrets that she made me weak.
I don't think so...
She showed me how to live well...
I know how she loves us.
I remember I didn't show my love to her,
When I was an undergraduate student,
She wanted to hear my university life,
but I didn't tell her anything.
One day I watched a family drama.
A daughter came home
and her mother opened the door with a smile.
She said hi to her mother without a smile,
and entered her room and closed her door.
The mother felt lonely and unhappy with her life.
I felt my mother is also in need of discussion with me.
After I watched it, I told my life to her every day.
If you feel you need a friend,
then prepare two cups of coffee please...
and knock at your parent's door to drink coffee together.
I bet you will feel nice
and your parent will not feel
the sense of alienation from you....
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