When I was a child, my father died early, and my mother brought my sister and me to live. I remember at that time there is no snacks to eat, the only food or my sister secretly fried corn flowers with corn, put a little bit of saccharin especially delicious. Because the family was poor, my sister could only secretly fry them so that my mom wouldn't see them. Later on, my sister got leukemia, and my mom took me to the doctor's office. I was still too young to know better, and I thought my sister was just sick. The family left me alone, every day full meal, a hungry night light is oil lamp. Then my mom came back and said that my sister had died! I knew my sister had left us forever, and I cried for her. My mom said, "I can't bury my sister if she's not married, so I'll have to raise her ashes! Then mom took me and married me to this stepfather's family, who treated me very well, I was only 8 years old at that time. But I was obedient because my stepfather treated me like his own child. Last year, my stepfather passed away and I didn't come back to see him for the last time, which is the biggest regret of my life! So I advise everyone to go home and see their parents often because they have been with us less and less time!