“My Mother’s Favorite Thing”

Translated by Evelyn Lee

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When I was little, I had so many favorite things. I like to ask why the mountains are green? I like to ask why the oceans are blue? And the stars why are they twinkling in the sky? Only mother said,  “My dear silly child, the mountains are green because of hope. The oceans are blue because of idealism. The stars are

the beautiful eyes of the night gods.” When I grew up, I gradually understood, mother had only one favorite thing. She likes to see her children grew up in the loving environment, and that they be strong to meet life squarely on the face. This favorite thing is an abundant lLOVE greener than the high mountains and bluer than the deep oceans.

When I was little, I had so many favorite things. I like to listen to the whispering winds why they are smiling? I like to listen to the rains, why they are crying? And the white clouds why are they wandering around the sky? Only mother said, “My dear silly child, winds are smiling because of your cuteness. The white clouds have the blue sky for their beautiful family.” When I grew up I then understood, mother had only one favorite thing. She like to see her children grew strong in adversities and to face life with joy and bravery. Such favorite thing is a complete LOVE, more tender than the Spring rains and warmer than the soft Spring wind.