Saya: "Once upon a time, my mother chided me for having broken her favorite vessel, and then she hugged me and said 'It's good that you're well!', I cried, I felt the warmth and concern of my mother that day, and it was something I would never forget! But now ... all this is gone ... I will never listen to them again fighting with me! I'll never hear them smiling again proud of my notes! I will never see them again! "