儿子:妈妈含泪写这封给你的信。在别的孩子被眼花缭乱的礼物簇拥着时,妈妈只能送给你两份礼物:必须的自立和磨难。若干年后,长大成人的你会理解妈妈的用心。从咱们住的小区到学校,要过三个十字路口,妈妈没有让你就读于附近小学,而让你走这么远的路, Son: my mother tears to write this letter to you. When other children are surrounded by dazzling gifts, my mother can only give you two gifts: the need for independence and suffering. Years later, when you grow up, you understand Mom’s intentions. From the community we live to school, to go through three crossroads, my mother did not let you enrolled in the nearby primary schools, and let you go so far,