My dear mother
My mother is a great woman in the world, since I grown up
I have thought it.
My
mother’s
name
is
Zen
Yan
fang,
but
her
best
friends
often call her sister Zen. She is 42-years-old now, but I do feel
that she is always a young woman. And she has a very long hair
that she likes to keep changing shape. My dad don’t like that she
often changes her hair, but I know it’s the way my mom want to
hide her changing age.
To
tell
you
the
truth,
I
even
don’t
know
what
things
my
mother really like to do. In my memory, she is good at lots of
things. To keep this family, she worked as a mechanical worker,
as a salesperson of insurance. And these years she is the boss of
herself. I appreciate that I have such a diligent and brave mother.
I knew that she is very hard, but she never tell it to us.
She is such a strong woman so that she is strict to us. When
I was a little girl, I often fell down on the floor, but my mother
never
comes
to
comfort
me.
She
always
said,
“why
don’t
you
look
at your own way, and you deserve it.?nbsp;I swear I hate her at
that moment, but now I don’t hate her at all. I love her. Thanks
to her treat me that cold way so that I can be such strong. And I