That night, just like when I was a child, I snuggled up in my mother's arms and talked about many interesting things from childhood. My mother finally allowed me to leave, but I was in such a hurry that she was still worried.
I followed her to the airport and saw her off. I took her hand. Her heart was very rough, and she had been worried about me and my father for so many years.
"Mom, you should be fine. I'll come back to see you when I have time. I'm going to study. Don't cry anymore!" I'm only 26 years old. It's only good for me to go further on my degree. Besides, it's good to forget all the sad things here.
"Child, it's always windy or rainy. You've never listened to me over the years! Why am I still staying in New York when you're leaving all of a sudden? I'll take care of you in
