This work records some of my daily interactions with my mother. Sometimes it is funny, and sometimes it also talks about some inner thoughts. Just like the growth diary my mother would write when I was a child, I also wanted to write about some of the things that happened between the two of us. When we both get older and our hair turns gray, my mother's hair will probably be completely white by then, and we can sit together in the rocking chair and watch the childish or mature conversations we had in the past. Think about the happy life we had at that time, with all our teeth, a good appetite, and a few quarrels every day.
Concept: Daily life between mother and daughter