Viết một bức thư bằng tiếng anh gửi mẹ nhân ngày 8/3

Dear Mom ! ...

 Mom is asleep now. I write to you when I'm drunk. Today I drink 2 cups of beer, mom. I'm drunk. I cry. What is 8-3? For mom it's just a normal day. I cry. And I think about my mom. Since you understood what 8-3 is? What did you do for your mother. - On the first day, my child asks his mother 2,000 VND to pay money to buy flowers for the homeroom teacher. When I got home from school, my mother was selling dark coal weights, a scale that had to be carried by her weight because she did not have a table weight ... her right shoulder often hurts every night. - On the second day, I asked my mother 10,000 VND to buy flowers for her in addition to money to buy flowers for her, I also bought cards from March 7 and spent the night painting and giving to my friends. Mom lay on the bed with her hands on her forehead: "Your father must not be on leave this month" ... - On the day of high school, I asked my mother for 50,000 VND, so that I could return with my friends in the class to camp and party until late at night. Mom has cleaned the house, the dinner tray is still to tidy up food for you. The two brothers were tired, then hugged each other and slept ... - University. I am a class officer, I congratulate many people, friends, teachers, aunts I know ... witty and special words reserved for each person. Mom calls up and says things like electricity every day to say: "Go to bed, remember to hook the curtain, remember to close the door carefully, go to bed early". I NEVER SAY A MOMENT. But ... you know, I always think of you first. I always do. When I was a kid, there was a time when I gave my mother a poem but did not dare to give it. Once I bought flowers for my mother and then gave it to my friend ... to put it in. Maybe I'm in my mother's hometown, right? In the hometown mothers turn off their faces, no husband and children celebrate their mother's day, in the hometown..when a child says the word: Thank you mom, I love you is impossible ... Children only cry when their mothers are sick, they only know how to help their mothers when they are sick, and only know how to take the beating, sometimes injustice because their mothers are too tired when something bad happens ... You go to the city - I met women my age. They wear skirts and high sandals. They take gentle, gentle, elegant steps, not in a hurry, like their mother. At 8:00 in the evening they put on make-up and go to coffee, mom drinks, does the laundry, and sets us nets to sleep. - I met women my age. They talk about mooda, about dancing, about exhausting business trips but know this place, that place, know this dish and that. As for my mother, when I came home freely and asked: Mommy, what are you baby crabs? Someone told me that the crabs eat well. Mother replied: "I don't know very well, it looks like a mussel, a clam" ... And when I got to know about crabs. I cry. - I met women my age. Their husbands drove them to the supermarket every week, and went shopping for nice clothes. Yet when they are bored with their husbands, they go to the streets with friends, and into discos, to cafes. As for mom, mom cries when dad makes me sad. And she said to us: "Only I can tell you, Dad, you are children no matter how wrong your parents do not have the right to say ...". My mom. At this point I remember my childhood. Lifetime spent inside the mother. We are always on the mother. And dad too, daddy calls every day, mom, and dad meets mom to 3 kids in turn ... Dad comes home once a month. We all grow up, everyone is bright and wise, everyone praises you very well, I'm lucky to have you ... Your father is also a wonderful man, isn't it, mom. Even though dad makes mom sad sometimes, but who is perfect human? I also feel very ashamed, when I, when my brother, is not as good as what you expected. Mom. Go to sleep, don't wake up, why isn't my sleep so deep. Stars after 1 night as halo mother's eyes? Why is mother often sick? Mom. I love Mom. I love Mom. And you will live as well as your grandmother taught you to let me teach you. "Living without being depressed, dissatisfied and not false". I have grown up, I have grown up, but I slept my head in my armpit every night, and slept my arms and legs in bed in the morning ... and I finished cooking breakfast. I suddenly felt like a little princess, and saw that I was the happiest person in the world, because all my parents gave to my sisters, were things I could not wish for more. I wish you good night tonight, and you will always dream of you from far away! Wish moms, sisters, sisters and sisters a day like a happy, happy and lucky day.

Love You !