克里的父亲早逝,他和母亲相依为命。可是,克里却一点也不争气,他成天游手好闲,打架斗殴,喝酒赌博。母亲看在眼里,气在心里,劝也劝过,骂也骂过。克里依然我行我素,甚至变本加厉。母亲见此束手无策,只能以泪洗面,她想,要是克里的父亲在世,他就不会这样。整整一夜,克里未归。第二天一早,克里方才摇摇晃晃地走回来。一进家门,他就看到桌上放着一封信,他上前一看,竟然是他的信。谁写的?克里迫不及待地拆开,只见信里写道:“克里先生:您好!您是我心 Kerry’s father died young, and he and his mother each other. However, Kerry is not disappointed at all, he idle all day, fighting, drinking gambling. Mother saw in the eyes, gas in the heart, advised persuade too, scolded scold too. Kerry still go its own way, or even intensified. The mother saw this helpless, only with tears, she thought, if Kerry’s father is alive, he would not be like this. Throughout the night, Kerry did not return. Early the next morning, Kerry just staggered back. As soon as he entered the house, he saw a letter on the table. He stepped forward and saw it, even his letter. Who wrote? Kerry could not wait to dismantle, I saw the letter wrote: ”Mr. Kerry: Hello! You are my heart