d, so i wrote another one for mother, intending to tell her she was so good a teacher that she sometimes had only students on mind and neglected her daughter. unexpectedly, mother was gloomed and her eyes went wet. i am so sorry now for that affected composition. i am mother's daughter, and i am mother's student.  i could never be neglected by mother, because i am the forever scar on her body, the forever pain on her mind, yet the forever bliss in her life.

i did not write much in the past about mother's love for me. today, this essay is for her, and for her only. i wish to let her know my regret and gratitude. i wish she could hear, "i love you, mother."

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