Everyone says that the greatest, most selfless and purest love is maternal love, and I think so.

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 became a talented person, your mother helped you through it, but by this time, your mother was 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. 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!

Mother's love.

"Mom, do you love me?"

"Of course, son, you are all to me."

Why do you love me?

"Because ... you are my child."

Up to now, I still remember the conversation with my mother. Yes, my mother loves me very much and pours everything into me. Whether it is cold winter or hot summer, you will wait for me at the school gate and take me home from school; When she got the bonus, she was reluctant to buy new clothes, but she bought me a lot of good books. I like watching snow. She told me that she was ill and accompanied me to have a snowball fight ... I grew up happily under my mother's wings like a young eagle. I learned to do housework and share the fatigue for my mother, and my mother responded to me with a happy smile.

Another winter vacation, my mother cleaned at home, and I went to help my mother throw out the garbage. I didn't see my mother when I went out and entered the house again. When I walked into my room, I found my mother looking through my diary. I can't believe what I saw. My mother never asks me anything I don't want to say. She promised me to have my own little secret. I didn't buy a diary with a lock because I trusted her. Now, now. ...

No, mom won't break her promise to me. Maybe she just saw it for the first time. Not next time. To prove it, I wrote in my diary that night that I wanted to eat fried rice and other foods. The next day, when my mother was doing housework, I pretended to run out. When I was watching quietly behind the door, I really saw my mother turning over her diary. I'm completely disappointed. My heart suddenly cooled down and I felt so painful. ...

At the dinner table, I saw the fried rice in the bowl and was very unhappy. I used to think that my mother knew what I needed, because we had a heart-to-heart relationship. As a result, I couldn't hold my breath and had a quarrel with her. I haven't spoken for a few days. But my mother still came to pick me up from school, but I am no longer grateful and indifferent to all this, including my mother. But at this time, I don't know how sad she is.

In the evening, I was reading a book. When I saw that the author and I had the same experience, my heart was filled with grief and indignation, and I thought that all parents in the world were not trustworthy. Unexpectedly, the author did not blame his mother, but said, "Don't parents care what their children think when they do this?" I was at a loss, and my anger suddenly turned into shame. How can I be inconsiderate to my mother and quarrel with her for this matter? I quietly walked into my mother's room. My mother sat in a chair and knitted me a sweater. I apologized to my mother. My mother didn't mean to blame me at all. She just looked at me with her beautiful eyes. ...

It's another snowy day. My mother and I watch the snow together. Looking at the tiny white snowflakes, I gently said to my mother, "Mom, your love for me is like snow."

Maternal love is like snow, pure and flawless; Maternal love is like snow, small but nourishing my heart; Maternal love, like snow, is everywhere and falls in my heart.

A room full of carnations

At night, a few stars in the quiet sky are blinking their eyes mischievously, just like a few precious stones flashing, and the moon is emitting a faint light, as if covered with a veil, hazy and mysterious. I was lying in bed, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery in front of me, and the breeze was blowing gently, stroking me gently like my mother's warm hand and accompanying me into a sweet dream.

The soft moonlight fell on me, and I suddenly felt something gently lift me up and unconsciously brought me to a beautiful big garden. There are all kinds of flowers in the garden, which are brightly colored and graceful.

Just when I was surprised to see everything in front of me, a kind voice came from behind: "Hello, little girl." "Hello, old woman. What is this place? " "This is a hundred flowers garden. We will help the guests who come here to realize a wish. "

I can't believe my ears. I opened my eyes wide and asked curiously, "Is what you said true?" The old woman nodded her head gently.

"Tomorrow is Mother's Day. I want to give my mother a room full of carnations. May I? " "Of course." The old woman smiled and said, "You are really a filial child." The old woman handed me a leaf and said that when I got home, I would just drop a drop of water on the leaf and my wish would come true. A breeze lifted me gently, and in a blink of an eye, I returned to the familiar window. I quickly dripped water on the leaves. In an instant, every corner of the room was filled with beautiful carnations, red, white, purple, pink and orange ... all kinds of carnations exuded refreshing fragrance. I'm drunk. ...

"Enron, get up! What are your sweet dreams? Smile so sweetly. " Ah! So this is a dream!

Dear mom, I must realize this dream!

[opinion]

Mother's Day is coming, and I arranged for students to write a composition. As a result, this composition stands out in the class because of its originality! She didn't write how to celebrate the festival for her mother like other children, but she caught my eye with her unique way of thinking.

Mother's Day dream, my love for my mother turned into this beautiful dream.

Fresh language, free and easy writing, delicate mind and deep love flow between each role, which makes us feel the girl's deep love for her mother.

Yes, deeply. You can feel it from the carnations in that room.

"Dear Mom, I must make this dream come true!" Doesn't this beautiful oath represent her beautiful heart?

Motherly love is always there.

It's been a year since mother left us. However, her voice and smile are still clearly imprinted in my mind. Her inculcation still deeply affects me, inspires me and supports me. Her foresight and wisdom still illuminate me like a midnight lamp. How can I explain to your dead father that I didn't go to high school? I can never let my mother regret it for the rest of her life. "Mother's words are like needles in my heart, and that kind of sadness far exceeds the physical pain. After I took out my scissors, my mother trembled and bandaged my wound like a child who had done something wrong. The bleeding stopped, and my mother hugged me and cried. My mother's tears wet my clothes, and I hugged my mother tightly for a long time. I still have a scar on my left leg, which has become a witness to my mother's ambition and a driving force for me to forge ahead. It can be said that our brothers have failed their mother's good intentions.

Mother is a very ordinary peasant woman and has no great achievements. However, she watered the healthy growth of her children with selfless maternal love. Mother's excellent qualities, such as keeping promises, self-reliance, kindness and generosity, and deep understanding of righteousness, are like a bright lamp, illuminating my life. My mother not only gave me life, but also gave me everything. For many years, my mother was my comfort when I was sad; When I am depressed, my mother is hope; When I am weak, my mother is strength. I have always kept in mind my mother's teachings and told myself, "Whatever you do, do people well first."

Although my mother has left me, I firmly believe that my mother's spirit and maternal love will last forever.

Mother is like a bright lamp.

Mother is the greatest person in the world. Motherly love is selfless and great. How can we thank and repay this special love?

Mother gave us life and let us come into this world crying. When we came to her, she showed a happy expression. Mother is our first teacher. Soon after we were born, she took great pains to teach us how to speak and walk. When we learn, when the first sentence is called "mom", mom is so happy.

Mother is like a bright lamp, always illuminating the darkness on the road of life for us; Mother is also like a road sign at a fork in the road, guiding us where to go.

As time goes by, we grow up gradually. Unconsciously, more than ten years have passed. In these ten years, under the meticulous care of my mother, we lived for more than ten years and grew up gradually. But do you know how much effort and sweat we have paid behind her? When we talk back to our parents when we are unhappy, how sad she is and how sad she is. Think about who raised us in this decade and who worked day and night to make our lives better in this decade. She is our great mother. Think about it, what reason can you talk back to her? Don't you feel a little guilty when you talk back to her?

I remember a poem praising my mother: "The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son's body." It is to praise the mother's selfless and great love for her children.

We should thank my mother, who gave birth to me and raised me, and put up with hardships. I have seen such a TV series, in order to protect her son, a mother abandoned her son at the moment of the car accident, but ran into a car leading to the area. This is enough to prove the greatness of maternal love.

Do you remember to say happy birthday to your mother on her birthday? Some people may even know when her birthday is, but when did your mother not cook you a delicious meal on your birthday? I wish you a healthy growth. Do you know how much sweat mom left to make you happy?

When we get home, we eat delicious food; When the room is always quietly arranged; When we wear clean clothes to school. Are we used to the nourishment of maternal love, just as we are used to the nourishment of sunshine? How many people are thinking about how to respond while accepting that affection with peace of mind? I didn't expect today's maternal love to be in such an embarrassing situation. This is precisely because our eyes are focused on the campus, games, entertainment circles, and even forget the maternal love that is close at hand. Fortunately, we all forgot, but some people didn't.

When it comes to touching China, many people will think of Yao Ming, but one name should also be remembered, and that is Tian. In order to stop his mother's pain, he resolutely donated his kidney. While enduring great pain, he said, "As long as my mother is alive, it is my greatest motivation." If his mother hears this sentence, she will burst into tears. Tian's feat is comparable to that of the ancients who sacrificed their lives for righteousness. On the other hand, we don't need kidneys to save our mother. How can I repay maternal love? Maybe we can start from hours, and a greeting after work can make mom feel warm; A cup of warm tea can cool the mother's heart; Face-to-face chatting can relieve mom's fatigue. You may think that these are too trivial to express anything at all. Yes, these are trivial things, but if you persevere, this trickle will merge into the love of Wang Yang sea.

Motherly love is rain, which can moisten our hearts; Motherly love is a clear spring, which can heal the wounds in our hearts. If you don't feel the love given by your mother with your heart, you will be too sorry for the selfless word maternal love. If you don't repay your mother with practical actions, you will be too sorry for what her mother has done to you for so many years.

What are you still thinking? Let's repay our mother's selfless love with practical actions!