ai cũng nghĩ mẹ là người lạnh lùng, nghiêm khắc. có những lúc tôi cũng nghĩ vậy. nhưng khi ngồi bên mẹ, bàn tay mẹ âu yếm vuốt tóc tôi, tất cả ý nghĩ đó tan biến hết
everyone thinks she is cold, tough. There are times I thought so. but when sitting on the mother, the mother's hands caress my hair claws, all of that in mind vanish off
everyone think she is cold, stern. there were times when I thought so. but as he sat beside her, her mother lovingly hand stroked my hair, all thoughts evaporate