You are my most beautiful star

My world was dark, had not launched into a ray of warm sunshine, there is no bright stars.

My mother and of each other and living in poor rural areas, the mother had told her under the stars twinkling vicissitudes of time, faint night, I could not sleep a long time, seemed to have heard the wind howl through the bleak forest, the sound, like the June needlessly In telling their own grievances, reviled God's not fair. Bamboo chair or sitting on her mother told her joy. She always told me: Life is only hard the first few years, can there be happiness. "In addition, I can now sit idle and can not do anything.

A few years later, her mother's help and support, I successfully gained admission to the University with disabilities, but I temper it because life is busy and has become irritable, sometimes his mother to see me, I said she was too nagging. Since then, the mother of my indifference, only occasionally, wrote: "You grow up, the mother has a look of vicissitudes, though you are disabled, but to learn to support themselves at the expense of the past few years, since no big deal." Said so light and understand how can I self-reliance ... ...

After graduation, I returned home, waiting for work, my mother see me back, a look of cold, as usual, she was out of work during the day, go home at night. I stayed alone in this old house to take the air, with an bitterness, tears down, can no longer cherish the mother of the girl you like gold, why she so cold?

Find a job, I have in the city their home, and nothing cool to see that the mother, only occasionally sending money home, my mother called me back several times, I refused without hesitation.

A few years later, the mother left with despair, village people told me to go back in time for the mother to collect her things and discovered a letter her mother left behind: a child, I, I really do not know what to say, I know You think that my nagging, but it may be the last time, you will be patient for once. Children, my heart, my love for you countless, but never about them, you go to university, I obviously feel you if nothing had happened to me, I know you're too tired, so I discouraged and left. In order not to hinder you, I Caidui you so cold, but you know, my heart like fire, burn, let me up at night. I know I am to die, wanted to come see you, but you rejected me again and again. I try to sustain. Children, I do not care about you, just want to tell you the expense of the past few years, after only happy. I can not wait I am afraid you back.

I saw the bright red letters on a drop of blood and tears not only the low to the ground, but also cold to my heart and spleen, but can not be worked hard to restore my mother's guilt.

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