Mother

There will always be such a person. When you suddenly look back or move forward, you will find that she is always with you like a shadow, sometimes appearing, sometimes disappearing, but what remains unchanged is her taste in your memory, which has sweet attachment; The door of memory suddenly opened, and I tried to piece together the fragments buried deep in my heart into what my mother looked like... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.