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The Cycle of Love: A Mother’s Unconditional Love
Upon her arrival in Hong Kong, she carried a suitcase, towering half the height of a person. It was brimming to the point of such weightiness that it eluded my ability to lift. With the exception of a small bag containing her daily necessities, all else was bestowed upon me, including my beloved gastronomic delights. “Why have you transported these belongings?” I inquired, my gaze fixed upon the desiccated tofu and snacks, my concern palpable. “Does Hong Kong lack such provisions? Have you grown weary from bearing this load throughout the arduous journey?” Peering into my countenance, she deposited the snacks, which I had abstained from indulging in for the…