Dandelion seeds floated back from a distance and gathered into an umbrella.

The sun rises in the west and sets in the east.

Athletes return to the starting line,

I handed in the admission notice and forgot the ten-year cold window.

The smell of food wafted from the kitchen,

You signed my papers,

Turn off the TV and help me carry my bag.

You are still with me.

-Micro-love letter contest? You are still by my side.

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This simple and touching poem won the first prize in the micro-love letter essay contest of Independent Times magazine of the Chinese University of Hong Kong. This is a little poem for my mother. The author Dai Chang is a lovely northeast child. This poem was published during the Spring Festival when he was studying in Hong Kong.

It is worth mentioning that this touching little poem was once mistaken for a poem mourning the death of mother. Actually, it's not like this. The happy mother has not died yet. I hope this article can correct the rumors and wish all parents in the world peace and happiness.