My mother and aunt are a pair of sisters. My mother is sister and aunt is sister. My impression of aunt is unruly, he speaks rudely, with short dyed yellow hair and a bit ferocious. Even in front of my mother, she never gave me a good face, so in fact, I hate her a little in my heart. I always thought that I would try not to see the best I could not see when I did not meet my aunt. At this time, I was in the fifth grade of elementary school.Until my mother died of illness due to long-term physical weakness, my aunt took on the responsibility of taking care of me.