my mother is a village woman.she is in her fifties now.she has very little school education but she knows that knowledge is very important.she often asks me how i get along with my studies and encourages me to study hard.she cares for me well and does all she can do that i can have more time to study.
once i rushed home to see her,because she was badly ill.she had stayed in bed for several days.when i got home at night,i found the light still on and mother still sitting on the bed,making new clothes for me.i was so deeply moved that i burst into tears.
such is my mother,a simple,kind and hard-working woman.