My temples are frosted with age, and my hair is white. There's nowhere to express the profound sadness I feel. As a child, I was unable to repay the grace of having been raised with such love and care. Scenes from my childhood flood back, making me realize how unworthy I am of my parents' devotion.,With his last breath, he let out a sigh and his hand slid helplessly from her face.,The green mountains rise in layers, towering and hidden by the sun. Their verdant peaks are steep and imposing, shrouded in mist and cloud. Streams meander through valleys, cascading into waterfalls that spray water droplets high into the air. Monkeys chatter from the trees, fish leap in the streams, and white egrets soar effortlessly through the azure sky. It's a breathtakingly beautiful scene, like a painting or a fairyland.。