My mother
Since I graduated from college and chosen to work at the mother city (or central city) about 200 km far away from my home 7 years ago, I have spent fewer and fewer time accompanying with my mother. My mother always told me to be a good girl and work hard outside, but never asked me to go back return although I kept knowing knew she missed me very much. Last weekend when I went home, she told me, "Oh my god, you are fatter than l saw you last time. You should keep slim otherwise no one will want to marry you." However, when I left home and went to the city I worked at, I found that there were all kinds of delicious food my mother had prepared for me in the car trunk trunk of the car. How contraction What a contradiction my mother is! When the figure of my lovely mother became smaller and smaller in the car mirror, tears filled in my eyes.
Very good, and lovely story! :)