My mother’s name is very nice. Her name is Li Qiwen. She is a policeman. She often told me that she could die in the pursuit of criminals at any time, and that by then, I needed to learn how to protect myself. Now I look too cowardly, sometimes my mother look at me in the eyes always some hate iron not steel, I know my mother’s heart must feel, as a policeman’s son, cowardly into this, if it is known by others, will laugh his big teeth.