When we are born, there will be a great and selfless love around us. Yes, that's maternal love. Mother generously gave us all her love and dedication, caring for us in every possible way.
"But how much love there is in an inch of grass, I got three spring rays". This eternal quip of praising my mother inspired me deeply. Yes, mother cares for us with her purest love, nurtures our growth, but doesn't care about the return. Maternal love can't be measured by worldly money. In fact, having maternal love is better than having all the wealth in the world such as Jinshan silver mine.
Motherly love is the spring wind, gently blowing the child's face, making people feel happy; Motherly love is the rain in summer, which nourishes us who are thirsty and gives us strength and hope in life; Motherly love is the sunset in autumn, and it will also contribute a little fiery and warm the earth at the last moment; Motherly love is a stove in the middle of winter. It tries its best to release its energy and help people spend a spring-like winter.
Motherly love is like a cup of coffee. At first, it tasted nothing special. The second stutter was bitter, and finally it was sweet. This cup of bitter and sweet coffee is my mother's unique love for us in this world. This kind of love is reflected in her words and deeds, whether it is words of concern or severe blame ... this is the embodiment of maternal love. However, over the years, I have never tasted this cup of espresso carefully. Especially bitter and sweet, it really seems to have nothing to do with me. Looking back on the past, I was young, naive and naughty, and my mother was always worried; However, now I have become a mature and sensible middle school student with rich knowledge, which naturally changed my mind. I have gradually started to share the housework for my mother, solve my troubles, and initially embarked on a journey of paying back the money. This makes mom often
Often feel gratified and happy. But, I know, this is just the beginning of the journey, the road is long, and I have to go through a long journey of life!
Isn't a person's life a cycle of love?
Motherly love is like the rain and dew in spring, quietly moistening our hearts; Motherly love should calm our hearts with the spring breeze of Xi; Motherly love is like a boat, carrying us through all difficulties. If maternal love is the blue sky, we are free birds under the sky; If maternal love is a forest, we are happy and unrestrained deer in the forest; If maternal love is the sea, then we are free fish in the water. Everything we have comes from our mother, and maternal love is the most selfless and sincere love in the world.
The sky is overcast and there are signs of rain. I hurried to school. As soon as I entered the classroom, there was "bang" thunder, mixed with bursts of rain, one after another. I saw the sky as dark as ink, and the rain poured down like a waterfall. My head is like knocking over a five-flavor bottle in my heart. I'm glad I arrived early and didn't get caught in the rain. Regret the mistake of not bringing an umbrella ...
Time passes quietly like running water. Soon, when school was over, I saw that some students were picked up by their parents and some came home with umbrellas, and my heart could not help being sour. Dad is on a business trip, and mom is taking care of grandma in the hospital, so she can't leave. My heart is really sad to the extreme, and my eyes are almost wet.
Just when I was at my wit's end, I met someone I knew very well. She is my mother, and her eyes inadvertently reveal all kinds of doubts and surprises, but more of them contain joy and gratitude. On the way home, although my mother didn't say much, I really felt the most sincere maternal love in the world.
It is not an earth-shattering event for parents to send umbrellas to their children, but can't these reflect the most selfless and sincere maternal love?
Yes, the sweetest word in the world is mother; The best name is, mom; The most selfless and sincere love is "maternal love".
Motherly love-the most beautiful swan song in the world
You always say that I am not sensible, and you protect me like a blank sheet of paper. In your eyes, I am a child who will never grow up.
Although I have a lot on my mind, I don't want to tell you what I know. I refused your love for me willfully.
Whenever I hear Baby Zhang's song "Mom, I Love You", I can't help but burst into tears. I will think of my mother-an ordinary and great mother!
In my impression, my mother doesn't love me. Other children will have many clothes of various styles, while my clothes are pitifully few. My classmates have made progress in the exam, and my mother will give her a small gift, but I get a faint "continue to work hard next time"; It's raining, and the campus is crowded with parents who send umbrellas, but there's no sign of mom. My mother will fly into a rage and even punish me for doing something wrong. From that moment on, I hated her a little. I once suspected that I was not my mother's own daughter! At that time, I naively thought: Mom doesn't love me at all!
But now think about how ridiculous and ridiculous I was at that time.
A person's life is long, and the front of life is always an unknown X, with flowers and applause, and of course there are bumps and setbacks. 65438+2006 10 One day in June, a sudden disaster broke our originally happy family. Dad was driving on the highway. Because it was dark and his vision was unclear, he knocked down an old man and an old woman who were crossing the highway. The old man suffered only a little skin injury, but the old woman died because of ineffective rescue. All this is a bolt from the blue for our two families! I know what all this means to an ordinary family. If the other family loses their loved ones, my family will face huge compensation and even my father will be sentenced. Those days can be said to be Lacrimosa, and the days are like years. My mother keeps all this in mind. One day after lunch, she came to my room gently, touched my head and said, "Xia, you have grown up, and you know everything in your family." Don't be sad. There are many people who love us to help us, and we will definitely tide over the difficulties. " No one has stumbled in my life, and the difficulties are temporary. It is said that' everyone gathers firewood and the flame is high', and we will be better. In the past, my mother was impatient, loved fire, and sometimes even beat you and scolded you, but it was all for your own good. I see you are depressed these days, and my mother is also very sad. I hope you won't be distracted by these trifles. My mother will be happy only if you are happy. My mother loves you anyway! You got it? "My mother was crying at this time, and I was too tired to say anything. I just kept nodding. At that moment, time seems to have stopped, and our mother and daughter's hearts are closely linked. ...
For various reasons, I have to live on campus. The first noon before I left home, I cried for a long time, not because I didn't want to live on campus, but because I couldn't put too much down. When packing, my mother repeatedly told me: "It's cold, remember to put on more clothes, don't be lazy, always fetch water, don't cut off the boiling water, take care of yourself ..." This reminds me of Ode to a Wanderer, "My mother is making clothes for her wayward son, and she sews them carefully and repairs them thoroughly, fearing that it will delay his time to go home." Mom, your daughter has grown up, you can rest assured.
After living on campus, I will call home every week and chat with my mother for a while. Every time I call, I will hear my mother's excited voice and endless nagging. Now, I understand that this is not nagging, but a mother's true love for her daughter!
When I came home at the end of last month, I suddenly found that my mother had a lot more white hair on her head and people were haggard. I know my mother's hardships very well. In such a cold winter, I am sitting in a warm classroom, but my mother has to run around for our home. I can't help but feel a pain and tears flow into my heart. I really want to say loudly, "Mom, I am."
At this time, I just want to grow up, run this family with my parents, do my duty for this family, let my parents have a rest and let them know that my daughter has really grown up.
Motherly love-the most beautiful swan song in the world!
"The ancients said that filial piety comes first in all virtues." Young people grow up day by day, but our mother who raised us with hardships grows old day by day. .....
Maybe we didn't find that mom had done so much for us without any complaints. But we waste time day after day. Have you ever wondered, mom, why she comes home late every night? Maybe we think she is eating, drinking and shopping in the market. But in fact, who would have thought that she, our great mother, worked for us to earn money every night in the moonlight and dim light, for what? It's all to make us live a better life! I don't want us to go back to the bitter days they once lived. I want us to eat and wear warm clothes, study hard and have a good future. Maybe every mother's day you will ask your mother what she wants, but our mother always answers; Kid! You study hard and tell your mother not to worry about you.
Maybe a child who understands his mother's heart will be a little touched in his heart! Mom, they just need us not to make her work hard. In our opinion, this trivial requirement is easy and simple. However, once we really do it, every time we send out the report card, it will only make my mother sigh. Is everything they have done in vain? No, they don't think so. They believe that their children will repay her. Students, touch your hearts! Think about those mothers who work for us day and night, think about their mothers who work for us, think about how they work day and night ... Do we bring them a cup of espresso, say a warm word and a basin of foot washing water when they get off work ... Do we know their birthdays and say hello to them on their birthdays!
Love is everywhere in the world, but which one is better than maternal love! Motherly love is pure, great, selfless and unparalleled.
Who is the person who thrives with me and gives me happiness? Who can work hard for me? Who saved me regardless of his own life?
Open my colorful memory treasure house and find something that will make you cry. It was dusk, and the flaming morning glow lit up the sky. When I was young, I was very excited when I arrived at Tieniu Square. I ran as fast as I could, but I didn't notice a taxi behind me. At this time, the taxi was running towards me, and I was about to get hurt. My mother rushed over and shouted, "Baby, baby! And hurriedly stopped the taxi by hand. At this time, I looked at my mother's slender arms and my heart was filled with infinite gratitude. I feel that my mother's strength at this time can't catch up with the giant. This kind of power is infinite love and yearning for me. I rushed over, grabbed my mother and cried in her arms. At this time, I saw a face full of tears and a face full of excitement. I will never forget that scene.
One more thing, which impressed me deeply. It was raining cats and dogs that day. I didn't bring my umbrella. I watched the parents of other children go home together after receiving their children. I thought: is mom there? Just when I was at a loss, my mother magically appeared in front of me, but she only had an umbrella. For me, my mother didn't have an umbrella, and my petite body stood out in the rain. After returning home, my mother has been coughing and running a high fever. I was in tears: "Mom, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, I'm wrong, I'm wrong …" My mother stroked my forehead and whispered: "Son, you are right, you are innocent, it's my own fault!" Mom said that and went to bed. But I have many ideas: my mother sheltered me from the wind and rain, worked hard and didn't listen to her at ordinary times. Did my mother just leave? Does she want to kill herself? I'm afraid something will happen to my mother. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. I couldn't help crying. Then I realized that my mother was my blessing. People with maternal love are so happy that I should be filial to her.
A kind-hearted mother made clothes for her wayward son's body. She sewed them carefully and repaired them thoroughly, fearing that the delay would make him go home late. But how much love does an inch of long grass have? Motherly love, so silently revealed, will never be exposed.
Mom's hand
Outside the window, the cold wind is accompanied by fallen leaves; Between the windows, cold air blows in a little bit; At the window, I am applying lotion to my hands to resist dryness and bursting. Suddenly I saw a middle-aged woman downstairs rubbing her hands in the cold wind, which reminded me of my mother's hand.
When I was young, I always loved to hold my mother's hand. Every time I go shopping with my mother, I hold her hand tightly. Because as long as you follow your mother, you will encounter many interesting things. Every time I go shopping with my mother and see something delicious and novel, I will hold my mother's hand and ask her to buy me this and that. If my mother says no, I will hold her hand tighter, coquetry and look at her with longing and pity, but she can't do anything about me.
When I was a child, every time I held my mother's hand, I always felt very safe, warm and full of happiness.
As I grew up, holding my mother's hand seemed to disappear. Mother's hands are getting rougher and older. ......
In the third grade, my mother's hand has always been by my side, accompanying me and helping me ... Every time I get home, I just need to put down my schoolbag and then I can eat with my rice bowl. Every time I take a shower, I just need to put my clothes down. Every time I finish my homework, I just need to spread the draft paper or books on the table at will. Every time I wake up from sleep, I just need to throw the quilt aside at will and then throw my pajamas on the bed. Every time, I ..... In this way, I only worked for junior high school for three years. It seems that there is no need to work for other things. Because everything has my mother's hand to take care of me behind my back.
Today, however, mom's hands are no longer so flexible. Because my mother's minor illnesses accumulated for many years, it triggered a major attack of my mother's physical illness. My mother's hands are always numb irregularly for some reason. Sometimes, my hands seem completely unconscious. When you work, your hands will keep shaking. Sometimes I don't even have the strength to pick up chopsticks. Every time I go home and see my mother's hand twitching, I will twitch her hand and slap her palm with difficulty until she feels it. And my heart is shaking.
Now, I stayed at school. At school, you have to queue up for meals every time you eat. You have to wash it yourself after eating. Wash your own clothes every time you take a shower. Even if the weather is cold and the water is like ice, I will wash my clothes by hand. Every time I finish my homework, I know how to clean it up by myself. Every time I wake up from sleep, I know how to fold the quilt and put away my pajamas ... I learn to do everything by myself.
However, although I have learned and done these things, my mother's hands will never change back to the original appearance ... just like the three years of junior high school I spent, there will never be a second junior high school in my life. ......
Thought of here, my eyes are red, and tears flow down my cheeks, turning into another ice spring in winter, cold and clear.
My mother's hand has gone through many vicissitudes, and after years of tests, it can no longer be opened. However, it is still so warm and safe. ......
Mom, in the future, let me hold your hand, let me wash your clothes, cook for you, fold the quilt for you, and do everything for me! When we think of our mother, we burst into tears ... the hand that drives the world is the hand that shakes the cradle. Be pregnant in October and give birth once.
Birthday is a mother's day, and it is also the most painful day for her. From that day on, the best dream of my mother's girlhood became a busy reality. She looked after us and grew up as a teenager, but she became the "housewife" she despised most when she was young.
All this is cruel. Mom, I do.
The mother watered her young life at the other end of the umbilical cord; Wrapped in appropriate "sugar coating", we pick up the past, spread out the future, hold up the years, and embrace unfathomable forever.
How many times have I looked at the child's youth, recklessness and self-righteousness, and my mother was so distressed that she could not speak. Now, the past in which mother hugged us is changing, and it has become her future with us.
Holding the mother's skirt, through the circulation of years, the change of time and space has erased the colorful seasons, but it can't weather the color of mother's love.
When we think of our mother, we burst into tears. ...
"The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son. She sews it carefully and repairs it thoroughly, fearing that it will delay his time to go home, but an inch of grass has won much love." A "Wandering Sons" vividly shows the greatness and selflessness of maternal love. When you succeed, your mother teaches you not to lose yourself.
When you are frustrated, your mother's encouragement and comfort can always help you find yourself in adversity. Everyone has enough clothes on the treetops, and they all want to travel around the world by themselves ... I haven't taken care of it at all, and my mother's hair has been turned white by us.
Children travel thousands of miles, while mothers watch. Mother said she was not alone-all lonely mothers in the world were with her. "Parents don't care about their children. As long as you are happy, don't let your parents worry about it." This is what our mother will repay!
Give your mother more love, even if it is a fan in hot summer, a sweater in cold winter, and affectionate greetings on the phone in the quiet night.
When we think of our mother, we burst into tears. ...
What is the most precious thing in life? Maternal love. Behind every great man, there is a great mother. Thank God, we are not great men, but we also have great maternal love.
When I come back from a long way, my mother always greets me with gratitude. She regards the child's return as a precious gift from God. Mother's modesty transcends all grievances, and they shape the absolute conscience of the world.
Touching the palm print, counting yesterday, the imagination is exhausted-this is the first awakening of conscience. Mother is drifting away from our past. Time gives us the future, but it tramples on our absolute intimate dependence on our mother.
Mother's casual loneliness and her gradually disabled figure are increasing disproportionately with our abundant youth; They hurried past and could only stay in one yellowed photo after another; And our gorgeous youth is still tenaciously nourished by our mother's youth.
There must be something that can make us always feel empty when facing our mother, like a madman standing in front of the Buddha and losing confidence. At this moment, fame and fortune are like leaves in previous lives-facing my mother, I suddenly saw roots.
There are so many things on my mother that we can't help crying.
When we think of our mother, we burst into tears. ...
Let the soul become a thousand rays of sunshine, travel through time and space, and look for the years that have passed inadvertently; But we can't pick up the beads that my mother gave us and were ignored by you and me. It's a little love that makes you and I feel guilty and lost.
Motherly love is an unfathomable pool of water.
When we think of our mother, we burst into tears. ...
Take a fine tooth comb and sort out your complicated thoughts.
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