How do I describe life，my beloved boy? I do not for one second assume that a boy senses the strangeness of the world less than adults do. In fact，I think that we grown-ups sometimes see less of the world because we have accepted it just a little bit too much，hence ceasing to see how original it can be. When it comes to this，your dad is one of the bravest person I’ve ever met. He challenges many，but also allows his believes to be changed，and fight for what’s proved most right in the end. It is a virtue that you will learn to value as you get older. For this，I forever love him as my husband，as your father，and as my best friend.
Your grandmother once wrote something on the back of a book for me as well. She said that a mother should have expectations for the children，otherwise she will not be a good parent. She could be strict sometimes. I wish that you had a chance to meet her，but as it is，I miss her strictness very much. You are too little and too purely gorgeous for me to put down any expectation now. I feel that it is a sin to hope that I should mould you into something particular，especially when I look at your curious eyes. So I think，I’d rather share with you a few things to expect and look for in the future，now that you are seven and have already stepped into the first world of yours— a school. And as I said，you definitely have the look of an explorer.
As you grow up，my son，things can get a little…confusing. I wish these won’t happen to you often，but sometimes you will lose things that make you feel safe，and people will leave you or treat you badly for no apparent reasons at all. I want you to remember，Harry，that this is not your fault. Mom spent most of my teen years in a school(that you will probably join in one day)，and I’ve seen，even in a supposedly homely environment，events that were unpleasant and happened for no good cause. Both your dad and I have been responsible for some hurts…but that is the thing，my son. Sometimes it is other people’s doing，sometimes you have a part in it as well(I trust you to know what to do when that is the case)，and sometimes it’s nobody’s blame at all. It’s just people don’t see things the same way. However，that is also the wonderful side of humans，because we are sometimes a little…silly. If you’re honest enough，that silliness will push you to listen to others，and in doing so，you will find frictions and bonds that are more truthful than anything else.
You will find friends，and good ones. I have no doubt of this，as your father and I are both blessed with it. Trust me，sometimes I am a little jealous of your godfather，but how much joy and the support he brought him！Things that I cannot and do not intend to be the one to provide. Because，Harry，friends give you something that is all too special. Different from us，they will accompany you as you work to find out who you are，and stay with you for the answer you give to that. They may understand you much better than we do，and for that reason，hold onto your good friends，and they will give you power in the time of need. And though I know that you will be a strong boy，do not ever think that you will have to do everything alone. Be cautious about who you are getting close with. Once you know you can spare them some trust，lean on them just like you would lean on us.
You will find sorrows and angers，alongside happiness and fulfilments. They come side-by-side，so don’t be scared of any. Sometimes they may drive you to unwanted places，but there are always some truths in them. Life is born out of wounds and conflicts. The galaxies would not form，if one star does not collide into another; flowers wouldn’t blossom if a branch does not break the vain. Stay truthful to yourself，and learn from every tear you drop what it is that you truly want，and what it is that you find right. The stories that you have read，same with all the things you will hear，they have lessons to teach us. Remember them in case of need，but to see which ones you want to sign your life with，you need only to look into your heart.
You will also find love. It is one single，most mysterious and powerful strength in the world. Us and your friends will be a constant source of it，and in a few years probably，just like I met your dad，you may meet someone special. That is the kind of love that will either make you a whole or tear you apart. Nevertheless，it will introduce you to infinite possibilities in our souls，and somewhere in the world，somebody will wake up every morning in the wait to meet you. By now，you may not understand what this means except in the stories of princes and princesses. Yet remember this：being loved brings us happiness and cures，but only loving makes us beyond who we are.
Pains and disappointments exist among us，so do flowers and cakes，beautiful legends and fairy tales. This world is the first and last gift you will ever receive; whatever adventures you are destined to embark on，be brave，Harry，always be brave. In the end，you will need courage to chase and fight for what you find most precious to you. So remember to look up to the source of light，of hope，and remember why you are fighting and who you are fighting for. When you are down，remember the people around you. And no matter where I am in the world，Harry，I will always be with you. Know this，as knowing your name.