Whensheheardthethornsifgiventhewarmthofthornsbeabletotellhismotherholdingachildtorunthedirectionofdeath.Motherdidnothesitatetoputaniciclehangingfromthethornsintothearmstightlyhug,thorns,plungingtoherchest,theoutflowoftheblooddropbydrop,butsheisonlytosavetheirchildren,anddoesnotknowthepain.

　　Ah!Mother,doyouloveyourchildren,aslongasthechildhappy,youwouldprefertoheatcanbethorns.

　　Motherwenttoalake,noboatonthelakethereisnobridge,Lakesaid:"Ifyouputyoureyestome,Icantakeyoutodeathofthegreenhouse."Immediatelyburstintotearsafterlisteningtohermotherandfinallyhiseyesweepingcomeouttothelake.

　　Howblindpainfulthingah!Mother,butyoucannothesitatetousebotheyesfortheroadtofindthechild.

　　Greenhousecametothedoor,anoldladymother,said:"Icanhelpyou,butyoutakeyourblacktomeandtookmywhitehair."Heardthemotherhurriedexchangewithherhair.

　　Mother,mother,ah!Youfortheirownchildrenhavelosttheireyes,andnowalsowithshortenedlifeexpectancy,inexchangeforotherstofindtheirchildrenhelp.You'reaverylovingchild.

　　Motheroftheworldlovetheirchildrenarelikethisinmylife,mymotherhasalwayssurroundedmewithlove.

　　Irememberonce,mymother,Icamehomefromschool,suddenlyastrongwindcomes,mymotherseemefrozenstraighttremble,rushedoffhiscoatdrapedovermybody,withherthinarmforme,blockingthewhistlingofthenorthwind.ISuzhebozi,eyesclosed,feelingverywarm.WhenIopenedmyeyesandfoundastrongwindismercilessbeatinghismother'sback.Ihavefrequentlyasked:"MomAreyoucold?"Momsmiledshakinghishead,patrol,Iquicklymoveforward.

　　Inmylife,bitbybit,thefeelingsofhermother'sgreatmaternalloveisalsoaccompaniedbymygrowth.

　　母亲的故事.