One morning, it started to rain in Mao Mao. After a while, it started to rain cats and dogs. The rain hit the window like a downpour, making a "splash" sound. On this day, my mother took me to my grandmother's house, but she forgot to bring an umbrella. She put on my coat. Suddenly, there seems to be a warm current rushing into my heart. What is this? It is my mother's meticulous love for me.
Another time, the wind was cold and there was heavy snow. I walk to school with my schoolbag on my back. Where's mom? My mother thought I was wearing less, so she brought me a sweater and chased me after me. "Mom, you are shivering with cold, so don't worry about me," I said to my mother. My mother smiled and said to me, "It doesn't matter if I'm cold, son, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold!" Hearing this, my tears flowed down like broken beads, blurring my vision. At this time, I was in tears. I gratefully took the clothes my mother gave me and said "thank you". Mom said, "You're welcome".
Another time, I got pneumonia and had a high fever of 39 degrees. My mother is always by my side, giving me medicine and rubbing wine. Sleep with the light on at night, and mom is still on duty. I couldn't help myself. I cried. Tears are like a car, carrying me, running on the runway of maternal love.
If my mother were the sky, I would be a bird flying freely in the sky. If my mother is the sea, I am a wave in the sea. If my mother is the universe, I am a star in the universe. Mom is like a fire in winter, warming my heart. How great is maternal love!
That is a song without words.
You have exhausted your whole life's energy, your gorgeous youth, your whole body's strength, and composed a silent song of maternal love.
I remember one winter, my hands were bleeding from freezing, and I dared not see the water, so I brought a lot of dirty clothes home from school. When you get home, you should bring my backpack and wash it. Later, I found that your hand also cracked a big hole, but for me, you didn't care about the pain in your hand at all. I cried when I saw your scarred hands.
Mom, you have done too much for me. Since I came to this world, I have filled your heart, but I have never left a place for myself. When winter comes, the first thing you think of is whether I am cold or not, and you completely forget that you are standing in the cold wind; When cooking a good meal, the first thing you think about is whether I like it or not. You have forgotten what you like to eat. ...
There was a time when life in our family was very difficult, but every time I went home, you still tried to improve my life. And I never object to you doing this, because only in this way will you have a delicious meal under my persuasion.
Some people say that the world is cold, so the newborn baby will not stop crying. But as soon as he touches his mother's warm arms, he will stop crying immediately, and a bright smile will immediately bloom on his tender little face. Mom, it is you who light up the child's heart with your heart lamp, and you cultivate the child's love with maternal love, so that the child can live in the most beautiful paradise all day.
Mom, you know what? Since I came to this world, I have felt a great power from you. It is silent and invisible, but it fills every corner of my body and mind. With it, my heart is blue; With it, my life is full of intoxicating fragrance; With it, my mind has become extremely strong; With it, my soul shines. That is maternal love, which is my inexhaustible strength!
Mom, you are not a musician, but you wrote the most touching melody in the world with your love. This is a silent song, singing in my heart forever!
Motherly love's nest
Motherly love is a warm feeling, and it is the destination that people yearn for. It purified many souls and touched many children.
A man ran away from home. Three years later, she saw one looking for you, so she went back. She was about to knock at the door when she found it unlocked. When she entered the room, she asked, "Why is this door unlocked?" The old mother murmured, "son, this door has never been locked since the day you left!" " "What a great maternal love, this is a symbol of beauty! The door of maternal love is never locked!
In the warm spring, mother makes you grow sturdily like grass; In hot summer, maternal love makes you no longer hot. Mother smiled sweetly when the autumn wind blew across the fields and the harvest fruit matured. In her smile, who knows how many vicissitudes and sweat are behind this smile? All the year round, bit by bit, we all live in the nest of maternal love.
After vicissitudes of life, facing troubles and darkness, there is only one person who makes flower of life beautiful and open-mother.
When you are happy, it is your mother who pays the bill. When you become a talented person, your mother helps you through it. By this time, your mother is old.
Do you remember the hardships and sweat behind beauty?
Do you remember the symphony your mother told you?
Mother, ordinary.
Mother, ordinary but extraordinary.
Mom, let happiness fill your life.
Mother, a holy and great angel.
My mother
People say that I look like my father, with the same face, the same smile and the same curly hair, so that people never ask my name when they see me and always say, "You are XXX's daughter!" " I nodded, and then I heard him say, "Father and daughter seem!" "I smiled silently and raised my hand and studied it carefully. Yes, only these hands were given by my mother. My mother's hands are almost exactly the same as mine, with slender fingers and wide nails, which seems to have the same connotation in the middle. However, my mother's hands are whiter and older than mine. From her slender fingertips, I saw all my mother's years and her hard life. According to my mother, my mother's family belongs to a medium-sized family, but she has done all kinds of farm work and housework.
From my mother's hand, I saw her diligence. She never rests when she has nothing to do. She always has to find something to do housework. She does all the housework, but she never complains and works hard. Even when she was ill, we didn't let her get out of bed at home, but as soon as we left, she got out of bed and started cleaning. When I came home from school and saw a clean home, everything became so neat and orderly that I had to admire my mother. I remember one time when my house was decorated, the decoration workers left dust all over the house, and my mother watched a layer of dust fall on the floor. Without saying anything, she picked up the cleaning tools and began to clean until there was no dust left. We advised her to rest. As soon as she sat down, she soon fell asleep My father and I looked at my sleeping mother, and we were very unhappy.
Since I am sensible, my mother seldom gives me lessons. She always said that she should be sensible when she grows up. Don't always let others worry about you. If I do something wrong, my mother just reminds me with her eyes, and then I will correct it and apologize to my mother. My mother just corrected my mistakes, asked me to correct them, and seldom blamed me. My mother is also very simple. She never wears jewelry such as pearl necklaces, nor does she go shopping all day to buy brand-name clothes and shoes like many aunts. She always said that clothes don't need to be so expensive, what necklaces and brand-name clothes to wear are just to save face, which is too extravagant! Mother's personality is also very easy-going. She never quarrels with anyone, she always puts up with it. As the saying goes, more is better than less, so mother is always silent. Mom is fine, too. She said that if others are sincere to you, you should also be sincere to others, so as to get along well.
I always remember this sentence, so I have many close friends. This credit is still the mother's. I haven't inherited much of my mother's qualities so far. I am ashamed and guilty, but I will concentrate on confessing what my mother taught me and face life bravely!
Mother's taste
Some people like the taste of vinegar-sour, some people like the taste of sugar-sweet, some people like the taste of medicine-bitter, some people like the taste of spicy-spicy, but I like the taste of mother's sweat.
I remember one time, I was unfortunately ill in bed, and my mother hurried to the drugstore to buy medicine for me. After a few minutes, my mother came back, panting and sweating. When I saw it, I was very distressed. I advised her to take a rest before cooking medicine, but she didn't rest for a moment and went directly into the back room to cook medicine for me. While cooking medicine, my mother ran around to see how I was and how the medicine was cooked. After a while, the medicine was finally boiled. After my mother poured out the medicine, she carefully walked up to me with the medicine, helped me up and let me drink the medicine. I reached out my hands trembling and was about to get a bowl, but my mother said, "Forget it, I'll feed you." When my mother gave me medicine, I smelled the sweat for the first time. It is so mellow and sweet. This sweat embodies the hard work and deep love for me.
Since then, I have been used to smelling sweat. Whenever my mother comes back from working in the fields, she is always sweating all over. Sweat soaked the clothes of * *. I ran to my mother and said, "Have a rest!" At the moment I spoke, I smelled the sweat on my mother's body. The sour taste was terrible, just like the smell after acid rain in the sky. It's really unpleasant Although the sweat smells sour and smelly, I don't want to avoid it. Because I know exactly why my mother smells like this-it's for our family. My mother never blames anyone for her hard work. She doesn't dress like a city woman, and her face is covered with all kinds of high-end cosmetics. She will only take care of us with her heart.
* *' s sweat exudes love for home and children. Our healthy growth is the result of our mother's sweat. Sweat contains the ups and downs of * *. I really want to say to my mother, "Mom, you are so tired, have a rest!" " "
Since then, I have been used to the smell of * *. If one day you can't smell the smell of * *, you will feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
I like the smell of mother, but the smell of mother is so unique that it doesn't need any ingredients in the world, but it is an irreplaceable smell from itself. When I smell this smell, I feel a kind of happiness and joy. Let me say, "Mom, I like your smell!" " "
Praise a mother's love
Motherly love is a selfless force, which falls in our hearts like a drizzle in spring. Although it is silent, it nourishes the growth of life seedlings.
A person's life, all the glory and pride in the world, comes from maternal love, which is sacred. In our most difficult times, it sometimes gives us strength. From the moment we were born, people used sincere blood to dissolve into every blood vessel of their mothers, happily threw themselves into the embrace of maternal love, and a feeling of being masters of their own affairs echoed in their chests. When maternal love takes off, it gives a loving heart.
Motherly love is a cradle and a folk song, which sings unity and spreads civilization. Motherly love is a monument that engraves the past and enlightens the future. ...
Ah! Motherly love, if you are a building, I am your brick and tile. With my little body, I will build your sublimity. If you are a flag, I am a silk thread belonging to you, embroidering a shining star for you with my youth; If you are a garden, I am a flower, a grass and a leaf belonging to you. I am willing to silently exhaust my efforts and spit out plumes of powder.
The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward children. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. However, an inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it has won three spring rays. "We can only repay our mother's kindness with love and filial piety. Filial piety is the duty of being a man. Finally, I bid farewell to the great maternal love with the phrase "sing a love song for my mother in October", but I finally said loudly: "I love you, and I love your broad mind even more.
Mother's love
Some people say it is selfless; Some people say that maternal love is great; I said that maternal love is God's most beautiful gift to each of us. I can't forget who is asking for cold and warmth around you and me in the cold winter; I can't forget, I have a fever and a cold, who has been waiting for you and me; I can't forget how many sleepless nights, who helped us cover the quilt again and again … Oh, the selfless mother; It is a generous mother; It is the earth of millions of great mothers. People often compare mothers to sunshine and rain, and children to flowers and plants. Yes, if there is no sunshine, no rain and dew, how can young seedlings thrive, how can they become lush towering trees, and how can they bloom with the most charming and dazzling light? Whenever and wherever, mothers always silently dedicate their love to their children. Every mother, in her children, pours hope and reposes hope.
Motherly love is not as thought-provoking as fatherly love; Nor will it be as unforgettable as teacher's love; But she also has a bright side. Every mother moistens our hearts with their love, and they teach us the truth of being a man. Perhaps the mother's painstaking efforts are nothing to children, but in their hearts, they are the most precious and rare.
Mother used her selfless love to create one song after another for the world. When you and I succeed, mother's smile is the best reward, but you can easily find that there are many wrinkles on mother's smiling face; When you and I are frustrated, my mother will always use those kind words to gently heal the wounds in our hearts and pull you and me out of the ocean of disappointment again and again.
At this time, you will feel a warm current flowing in your heart and mine … Ah, Mom! I praise you! I praise you! You, like a ladder, lead us to glory; You are like a key to help us open the window of our hearts.
Grateful to mother
Today, I spent 14 colorful years. Although the teacher gave me a wealth of knowledge and my classmates gave me sincere friendship, I think my mother is the most worthy of my gratitude.
Some people say that maternal love is like a ray of sunshine, which makes your heart feel warm even in the cold winter. Some people say that maternal love is like a stream, nourishing children's young hearts. I said that maternal love is like a colorful umbrella, which can shelter from the wind and rain, drive away the scorching sun and protect the healthy growth of children.
Mom, do you remember? The report card of the exam that day was sent out, and I did badly in the exam. When I got home, I threw myself on the bed and cried. You walked into the room, patted me on the back and said kindly, "What happened, will you tell my mother?" I thought: if my mother knew, she would not only be sad, but also scold me. I didn't answer mom. After a while, you said to me again, "Daughter, don't be sad. Just an attempt. Let bygones be bygones. As long as you work hard, your grades will definitely improve. " Did my mother know that after reading the report card, she was not angry, but comforted and encouraged me. After a while, you said, "son, you must remember that there are more beautiful scenery waiting for you ahead, and you can't stop." After listening to words of comfort and encouragement. I no longer feel sad and sad, but how warm and happy I feel.
Motherly love is a harbor, let us stay away from the wind and waves and enjoy peace.
Motherly love is the guiding light, let us see the direction of progress and gain confidence.
Motherly love is to send charcoal in the snow and give us warmth; It is the bread when we are hungry, which gives us nutrition; It is the affection when we are lonely, which gives us comfort; It is our encouragement when we fail and gives us courage and confidence.
Mom, wherever I go, your care will accompany me. Thank you for your concern and encouragement along the way, so that I can create more brilliant scenery on the road of life.
The taste of maternal love
Motherly love contains many flavors. The smell a mother gives her children will help them learn to be strong, endure and enjoy all the beautiful things.
We grew up crying babies. Who hasn't experienced a sad thing? One day, a math problem stumped me. My mother tried her best to explain it to me, but I still looked confused. Mom said, "Just like you, you still get the first place in the exam?" I think I'd better forget it! "This sentence hurts my self-esteem. I pulled myself together, exhausted my brain cells and thought hard, and finally solved the problem. Mom was more excited than me when she saw it. In this matter, my mother taught me to be patient and energetic in an ironic way. This is a taste of maternal love-acid!
Sweetness is another taste of maternal love: it is gentle, just like the spring breeze blowing grass. When my mother took me to travel to Yunnan, my heart was full of pride. I really want to shout proudly to my classmates: "Look, I have been to the south of my motherland!" " "When my mother was sick on the way to the hospital behind my back, I was like a chicken under the warm wings of a hen. At this time, I felt that my mother lit me up like a bright lamp. This is the "sweet" taste of maternal love, which makes me know how to enjoy and be grateful.
Motherly love also has a taste, and that is "bitterness". Grandma has a piece of land. Grandpa wants to grow some vegetables. My mother asked me for help in order to train my viability. After working all afternoon, my waist and legs ache. But my mother was not at all soft-hearted, saying, "When we were young, we did everything, pulling weeds, hoeing fields and harvesting wheat. At home, we have to help adults cook and feed pigs. I want you to learn more life skills! " I calm down and think it over. I think this is also an expression of love. This kind of love made me understand "responsibility" and "survival".
Finally, there is a kind of exciting love-spicy. When I was a child, my mother made me play the piano, and my tears were like broken beads. Even so, my mother made up her mind and forced me to practice again and again. This is how I was pushed to the ninth grade of electronic piano by this "spicy" education, which taught me tenacity and patience.
The feelings expressed by the four flavors of maternal love condense the mother's love for us and contain ardent hopes for us. We should cherish this precious taste, be grateful for maternal love and thank the great mother!
First article
Love is to give a cordial greeting when others are sick; Love is a tissue handed to others when they cry. Love is a joke that others tell when they are sad. ...
One night, I came home from class 3 B. It was almost seven o'clock, and it was getting dark in October.
As soon as I entered the building, my eyes were dark, turbid and cold. Only the long moonlight shines on the corridor glass and refracts on the narrow stairs. I seem to have kicked a rabbit into my arms-drumming. I ran up the stairs as fast as I could and it was getting dark. Oh, why haven't I arrived yet? Hurry, hurry ...
At this time, a dazzling light hit my face, and I avoided looking: the neighbor's big sister. My sister quickly asked, "Why did you go home alone? Aren't you afraid? " Of course I'm scared! But I didn't say it. I bowed my head. My sister seemed to read my mind, thought for a moment and said, "Otherwise, you can use my flashlight!" " ! I am older than you! I'm not afraid! "Say, put the flashlight into my hand and smiled sweetly at me. I suddenly felt a warm current in my heart. "Um ... no ... I can do it. I murmured. Hey, it's okay. ""I didn't ... no ... "I shook my head and returned the flashlight to my sister. I have a mobile phone! After that, my sister reached into her pocket and took out her mobile phone, and opened the phone cover. I saw a faint light on my mobile phone, and I couldn't find my way at all. I was thinking about it when my sister suddenly thrust a flashlight into my hand.
When I came to my senses, my sister was gone.
Although the night is terrible, with my sister's persistent care, I will never be afraid again. Accompanied by me is that sweet smile. ...
what is love ? Love is a beam of light that others give me when I go home alone at night, which can make me go forward bravely and move towards a higher level. ...
Care is care and love, and it is everywhere. Each of us needs care and life is indispensable. If others give us care, then we should also care for others, so that the world will be full of love!
Caring for others can start with small things. For example, if you help a classmate with his homework, a piece of advice or a few words of encouragement from a good teacher can often give students unremitting motivation. For example, if you help a blind man cross the street and talk to the elderly ... these are all manifestations of caring for others. You will be flattered if you care about others. Suhomlinski said: "If every child's joy and distress are beating your heart, causing you to think, care and worry, then you can bravely choose lofty teaching as your career, and you can find creative happiness in it." Because of love, there will be the joy of creation, and because of the joy of creation, there will be more love for education and students. The teacher loves us. Her love is selfless! Parents gave us love, and their love is great! We should also learn to care for ourselves, others and ourselves!
I remember when I was in the fifth grade, our class organized a visit to the old people's home for the aged. There, we helped clean up, served them tea and water, chatted with the elderly and performed programs for them. They were so happy that they couldn't even close their mouths. Looking at their bright smiles, I want to cry. They are old and don't have much time. Shouldn't we give them more care and love? ! I think their hearts must be warm!
Another time, I went shopping with my parents in Huaqiang North. My mom asked me and my dad to wait for her below. She went to the women's world to buy clothes. My father and I sat down and waited. I saw a little girl. She is very beautiful and still wears an old school uniform, but she has no arms. She writes with her feet to beg. There is ink and paper in front of her, and there is a small red bucket with money. There is a writing brush between her toes, which is stained with ink. The handwriting is not bad I think she is so pitiful! I walked over without hesitation, put five dollars in the little red bucket, and then all the people passing by gave their love. What makes people angry is that there are always some parents who hold their children in their arms and leave at a glance. Without any love, those children have been adversely affected since childhood, which is not conducive to cultivating love. This little girl has no healthy body, no happy family and no happy school. How much she needs our love and warm hands!
Here I sincerely appeal to friends all over the world to care for others and themselves! Let yourself and the people around you be full of love! Make people full of love! let the world be full of love!
Care, care, love is everywhere!
People who respect others will always respect others; People who love others will always love others. -Mencius
I believe everyone cares about themselves, but we can also try to care about others while caring about ourselves, because caring about others means caring about ourselves.
Being cared for by others is a kind of happiness, and caring for others is also a kind of happiness. Caring for others means caring for yourself, because only if you care for others will others repay you when you need help. Caring for others is actually caring for ourselves, and caring for others is the premise for us to be cared for by others.
Caring for others means caring for all the people around you, caring for society and caring for mankind.
We should face human disasters with love and courage, solve social problems with scientific spirit and knowledge, and pave the way for the future of mankind with a high sense of responsibility and wisdom ... This is the responsibility that every aspiring young man must shoulder to care for others, society and mankind.
But in our daily study and life, we should still care about others from time to time. Learn to be tolerant, praise, thank you and apologize ... If everyone can do this, the whole society will be more harmonious and beautiful.
Care is care and love, and it is everywhere. Each of us needs care and life is indispensable. If others give us care, then we should also care for others, so that the world will be full of love!
Caring for others means caring for yourself.