I was born without seeing my father's face. Because my father has to work in the USA. That is a huge loss. However, every time I am with my mother, I feel so happy. When I was one year old, my mother had to work as a hired worker to earn money for the family. This is brick-making, hoeing... my mother does it all. Thinking of this, I cry tears. My mother is the one who raised and took care of me. Being both a father and a mother, although very tired, but she is always happy and does not blame me. I still remember the day I entered the first grade, my mother took me to school, before that day she took me to visit the school, at night she encouraged and encouraged me so that I would not be surprised in the first days of school. Then when she learned that I wrote with my left hand, my mother persistently practiced right hand writing for me every day. My mother held my hand and smoothed every word, shaped every stroke so that now I can go to the school's clean-writing exam and win the prize, all thanks to her. My mother is over forty years old, but she still looks young. . The figure of the mother is not tall but well-proportioned. The mother's high curled hair hugs her round, kind face, giving her a gentle and lovely beauty. Prominent on the mother's face are large, black eyes, always shining with a warm and affectionate look. This year, mom got pregnant and gave birth to a very lovely baby. As of now, she is 1 year old. She is very good,I love my mother very much, I want to celebrate this October 20 with a very special gift for her. I will reform, study well to please my mother.

     I LOVE MOTHER SO MUCH ❤