Mother gave me everything

There is a person, he can give you the best things, but he can do nothing; one person, her love for you is deeper than the sea, higher than the sky; there is a person she would rather exchange for her own life. your future. This person, we affectionately call him "mother", if someone asks me what my mother gave me? life? Love? encourage? No, my mother gave me everything. My mother gave me life, and my father told me a word, "When you come to this beautiful world, your mother is stepping on the underworld, one foot in the sun, your wow crying makes her I came back from the ghost door." Yes! Dad said that it is not wrong. My mother risked her life and gave birth to me, but what about us? Did she give her a small gift on her mother's day? Did you give her a greeting on Mother's Day? None, in these days, we ignored the mother. My mother gave me encouragement, my father loves the mountains, and there is no long-term flow of love from the mother. When you go home with a test paper that is worried about you, it is your strict father who reprimands you, and the mother who often tells you is the mother, the mother will not reprimand you, punish you, she will encourage you. She will explain the wrong place on the test paper as carefully as the tutor, so that you will pay attention to the correction next time. He will touch your head like a spring breeze and say: "Don't listen to your father, it doesn't matter, next. We have a good score for him to look at, come on!" Mother gave me food, maybe you will think this sentence has a problem, is it not a chef to give us food? Indeed, the chef in my family is my dear mother, perhaps because of the long time spent living together, perhaps because of the mother's carefulness, she always knows what I love to eat, does not like what to eat, so every time I make it Everything fits my taste, so in my eyes these are all food. Because I love to eat, so there is nothing left, and there is only white rice in the mother bowl. There is such a story, a child he loves to eat fish, his mother puts the most fresh fish in his bowl every time, and his mother eats almost the head of the fish. When the child grew up, she clipped the fish head to her mother every time. Once, one of his friends asked, why do you always bring the fish head to your mother, how much meat is there? The grown-up child replied a very ridiculous statement: "My mother loves to eat fish heads. When he was a child, he put the fish head in his bowl."... Maybe we will mistakenly think that everything that the mother gave us should be Her obligation, is it really? so! We have to know that the mother has given us too much. She has given us everything, but can we give everything to our mother?

Second day: Yang Dong