Today, I found that my mother's white hair is more and more old at home.Time is gone.Mother has more and more white hair and less and less black hair.And I grew from a noisy baby to a young man.Looking at my mother Blue Mountain, I felt a deep remorse.Mother is the pillar of our family. When I was very young, I remember selling fruit, making breakfast and pasta. I never stopped.When I was young, I didn't get it right. I took good care of it.Old, such diseases, such diseases have come.From childhood to childhood, I have always relied on my mother. Maybe you will think it's wrong. Maybe you will think I'm a Ma Baonan.When I was a child, I used to wipe my ass slowly. I was too impulsive.Now I really have a deep remorse. I can't help my mother share a lot.What should I do? What shall I do?Rest early and talk about it tomorrow.