A long time ago, I decided to write some short articles to express my hatred for my mother in my eyes, and at the same time to reflect on my extremely cramped self.
Cramp, my helpless evaluation of a person, in Lu Xun's words: I feel sorry for his misfortune, but I am angry that he does not fight.
I really disagree with the attitude and behavior of most mothers in China towards their children, and I vented it in a close-up article.
If you are dissatisfied, you are welcome to speak; if you feel the same, you are welcome to join the discussion.
If you laugh it off, don't be influenced by the author.
Each chapter is an independent article, so readers can read it as they please.