When I was a child, mother’s love was a table of meals, waiting for you to come home for dinner;

When you grow up, mother’s love is a phone call to ask when you will come back.

One year old, when blue silk turns white hair

Mother accompanies us to grow up

Now, it is slowly getting old.

Today is Mother’s Day and I want to say to you:

Mom, I love you!

thank you for giving me life

And worked hard to bring me up

let me be your forever concern

May the mother be safe and happy

Happy and healthy!