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She stretched out the delicate hand touched the head, sighed, talking about his own childhood memories, speaking of the stresses of the regret of his eyes shed tears. At that time because the mother is like standing on my grandmother's bedside to listen to too much of the story, too grandmother talk about the stresses on the left on earth. At that time I could not understand the intention of the mother, maternal grandmother too want to know is how on earth dying, but the mother did not go on, but to get their sleep. But I still have to go round the mother, she sighed, and talked into the night Suitangyanyi Shi Yier point. Maybe I never really aware of the great maternal love, and since graduating from college, busy all day by flag into the crowd, mothers with small talk chat, send more than just that point home even if the coins reported that the mother's parenting Tu, but the mother's blood family. That is, for this reason that I love only turned a blind eye to think that love is a kind of false, there is no mother's far too warm. I remember the spring of 1991, was transferred to the primary school in the town center. Perhaps because of drifting away for many years, so there will be no separation of what too many sad. Not many school days, and high-grade classmates fighting. Perhaps too much self-injury, and fellow students so that when there is fighting, always hard at the field, so that high-level students to pay the first hard piece of red brick, suddenly fell down, blood DC, recalled that scene, is still lingering fearstudy in china learn mandarin Chinese Language