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This is a family of two, the mother is a magazine editor, running those beautiful words and their own moods, the daughter is 16 years old, is a key high school students, unfortunately suffering from rheumatic heart disease.

In the spring of her sophomore year, her daughter suddenly proposed to use the after-school hours to the street for the pedestrians to draw, said that in order to test their own can not afford that kind of tossing. The mother said pleasantly, "You are willing to draw, just draw it for your mother!" The daughter said, "I can't find the feeling of seeing you every day." The mother added, "I can pose in different ways for you to choose from." The daughter still insisted. The mother was furious, but the daughter was even more stubborn and picked up the bench and slammed the door with the drawing board on her back.

The sky is already dark, the daughter only came back, full of sweat but can not hide the excitement, hastily pick a few mouthfuls of rice and went to sleep. In the night, the mother heard her daughter's moaning, her heart will shrink tightly.

I thought it was just a whimsical daughter, but I didn't want her to recognize the truth, and the next day actually made a small cardboard, which reads: Please let me draw you a picture, I need your 50 cents. The daughter said, according to the money received to know the number of people who asked her to draw a portrait, in order to know their own level. The mother was really angry this time. Mother and daughter's life is hard, but the mother is confident that her daughter get things, in the spirit of the material are not less than other children, but why does the daughter want to do this? What is the difference between this and beggars!

But it was the mother who finally compromised.

So, in the streets of the city to make the emergence of such a scene: a sickly young girl holding a painting tool, sitting on a small stool looking forward to watching the pedestrians, a middle-aged mother with her head down, but high for her daughter to hold an umbrella to protect the sun and rain, mother and daughter in front of the two put the small cardboard.

A week later, the piggy bank was filled with only 5 dollars and 50 cents, and the woman fell ill and never woke up.

Soon after, Mother's Day arrived. The street is full of flowers and bright smiles, like charcoal fire burning mother's eyes. The mother fled as if rushed home, holding the daughter's photo howling.

At dusk, the doorbell rang, came in a strange girl, holding a large bunch of fragrant carnations. The mother froze, asked her if it was the wrong door, the girl smiled sweetly, the fresh **** into the mother's arms, said "Happy Holidays" and gently covered the door for the mother.

The years go by like a flash, another Mother's Day has arrived, the mother thought despondently: there will be no more flowers, the daughter is flying in another world.

At dusk, the doorbell rang again, another bouquet of flowers, another blessing, the difference is that the person who sent the flowers changed into a boy.

Many years later, on Mother's Day, my mother would receive flowers and greetings, and the fragrance nourished my mother's lonely time, and she gradually broke away from her grief and regained her previous cheerfulness and confidence.

However, the mother does not know, since the daughter with that meager with the portrait earned 5 yuan 50 cents, in a florist for the mother to order flowers, Mother's Day flowers to her has become the tradition of the florist, although the florist has changed several times, the tradition has not changed.