Looking back at the past, the past is mottled. Unknowingly, we have grown up, from crying to toddling, from babbling to speaking, from ignorance to eruditeness. Our growth is inseparable from the hard teachings of our parents. Parents are like street lamps. They light up the road of life for us; parents are like the navigation light, igniting the fire of life in our hearts; parents are like the fire, giving us love and teaching us to convey warmth all the time.

Father's kindness is higher than the mountains, and mother's kindness is deeper than the sea. Please remember this sentence, no matter what, parents will always be the closest people to us!