When the mother and daughter reconciled, they burst into tears. Although the whole story was a little weaker, it was still very good.
Every woman has a pain point in her heart, and that is her relationship with her mother. The daughters often return to their own bodies with their own way, without noticing it at all, thinking that they are taking a new path, thinking that they are in rebellion.
It is true that mothers are not perfect. They are often critical of their daughters. They are a little bit stricter, and even, sometimes, they become the cruelest weight in the cruel youth to unbalance the day.
Things have changed, and I can't help but say that my mother's motivation is not to make this person who is most similar and closest to her become a little more perfect towards the ideal that she has not completed or has not realized?
I can't help but say that maybe this mother's love is mixed with a little greed, vanity and even selfishness, but which one is not more selfish than her mother? And the heart of patience and kindness may have only learned a little bit as big as the little finger of mothers, which is extraordinarily arrogant.
Mothers need to change, but daughters need to grow—perhaps, in this relationship, daughters need to be more proactive and a little bit braver.
Hopefully this isn't a legend.
Surprisingly, this is actually a story about the theme of mother-daughter reconciliation—perhaps the proposition of the new century. After all, this world seems to be dominated by men or determined by the wisdom of women.
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