Looking back on the three years of high school, there was a lot of hard work, but also a lot of happiness, all of which were given to me by my mother, because she loved me very much. My mother gave birth to me at the age of 25, and now she is almost 50 years old. The years have left traces of ruthlessness, but she is better maintained than ordinary women in their 40s. The figure is a little bit fat, the breasts are sagging, the abdomen protrudes a little, but the skin is very good, and the wrinkles on the face are few. At least in my eyes, she is the most beautiful mother in the world.