慈母手中线，游子身上衣，谁言寸草心，报得三春晖。母爱是世界上最伟大、最无私的，她宽容大度，她不求回报，她为子女付出很多很多……
I’ve loved my mother’s desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mother sat doing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the more wonderful thing in the world.
