Happy Birthday to My Mum!
O(¡É_¡É)O~


My mum is 45 years old. She is always working hard. And she always wants to be better. I get the gene.O(¡É_¡É)O~ One or two years' ago, we were sitting in the sun in winter. We chatted casually. I asked her, " Mum, what is life? (ʲôÊÇÉú»î£¿)" She told me, " Life is that you work hard in order to exist."(ΪÁËÉú´æ¶ø²»Í£¸É»î£¡) That's her conclusion of over half her life. I felt sad at that time. I know my parents work hard. They do not care about life's toughness. I felt strong at the same time. Everybody exits for something. They have to or must work hard. My mum might be nobody. I think she told me the truth to be somebody.