一封信給我老媽，內容大概是這樣

Mom：

Every day when I check the schedule, besides finding the truth that time always flies,I find that there are always somethings that just won't follow my expectaion even that I have already done my best during the time I have spent.

I am always afraid of such things,things that I may not be able to control and will birg about the harmful consequence, and those things are always distorting my soul, making me become a slave of devil. It is funny but also ridiculous that, at night, before going bed, I sometimes kneel down and pray to the God with my most humble, genuine, but definitely despairing soul for taking me bake to the time that you tought me biology 3:00 am in the moring.

 I told God Father that if he will take my prayer as no mockery and bring it to the realilty, I would make myself become the son you always expected, a son with magnanimity, a son with wisdom but not tending to control everythings, a son with no rancor but the peaceful soul. Obviosly, althogh I pray so hard and always let my whispering permeate out the window, the only response from the out side of my window is the dog barks.

True, I may not be the son that fulfill your will, but it is my great hope that you may forgive my ill-behaviors, which I never meant to be, and love me as you always did even that the God don't answer my prayer.

 Lastly, please give your blessing on my GRE examintion.and please never give up on me.