在那个风雨交加的夜晚他突然听到了一声低沉而熟悉的声音你还活着呀那一刻他仿佛被时间推回到了与亲人共度过
他记得，那个声音 belonged to his mother, her voice was like a warm embrace that could soothe his soul. She had passed away years ago, but the memories of her presence still lingered in his heart. He closed his eyes and let the sound wash over him, feeling a sense of peace he hadn't felt in a long time.
As he stood there, he couldn't help but think about all the times she had comforted him when he was down. She had always been there for him, no matter what. And now, even though she was gone, her voice remained with him.
He opened his eyes and looked around his room. It was just as it had been when she was alive - the same paintings on the walls, the same books on the shelves. But something felt different. It was as if she were still here with him.
He took a deep breath and walked over to her favorite chair. Sitting down in it felt like coming home again. He closed his eyes once more and listened to that voice one more time - "你还活着呀？"
In that moment, everything seemed right with the world again. His mother may have left this earth behind but her love will never fade away from my life; I can hear your voice every night before I fall asleep; you are always here with me; thank you for being such an amazing mom!
