Thanksgiving mother

"Grateful heart, thank you with you, with me for a lifetime, let me have the courage to be myself..." The melody of this love has once again swayed the ocean in my heart. I really like this song because it can express my gratitude to my mother. The sweetest word that a person's lips can make is the mother, the best call is "mother." There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world. That is the call of the mother. When we came to the world, it was the mother who used her sweet milk to feed me. She gave me life. She used her life's strength to raise us to adults, without any return, selfless dedication.

The word mother is hidden in our hearts, just like the core is buried deep in the land. At the moment of our sadness and joy, this word will come out of our mouth, like the clear sky and the fine rain, from the rose Spilled aroma. It is not morality for a mother to love a child. It is a more instinctual, purer natural love. One of the most beautiful things of mankind is maternal love, which is selfless love, and morality is dwarfed by it. What we get from our mother is not just the comfort of love, but also the attitude of doing things, the attitude of doing things...

That was probably in the second year of the National Primary School. I had a fight with my good friend for some reason. I regret very much how much I want to save this friendship, but I have no courage! My mother came over and said to me: "The true friendship is not so easy to be defeated. Believe in your friendship. Go! Let's save your friendship! So I became a good friend with you. It was the mother who taught me how to behave.

Gorky once said that "all glory and pride in the world come from the mother." Yes, the mother is the one who affects our life. Because of the mother's love, we can grow up healthily. We want to thank the mother. Thanks to her for giving us the love of a lifetime. Thanks to her lofty, holy, selfless, great, and determined love for us. Even disregarding your own life...

When I was 8 years old, one night, I suddenly had a high fever. My mother quickly sent me to the hospital. When I woke up, the first thing I saw was my mother. I saw her sleeping. On my body, I cried when I saw her sly face. My tears contained my love for my mother. It was a tear of gratitude and a tear of happiness. I silently read in my heart: I will use my life to repay the mother.

Maternal love is one of the most selfless feelings. It wants the spring of the rain, spilling on our hearts, although quiet, but nourishing the seedlings of a life makes us live in the sea of ​​love to thrive. Friends, let us cultivate a flower of thanksgiving in our hearts! Grateful to the mother, she gave us life and let us appreciate this colorful world. It is because of maternal love that our life will be full of sunshine, and life will be colorful.