Devoted motherly love

Whenever I read the mother's love, I saw a word from the ice heart grandmother: "Mother! You are the lotus leaf, I am the red lotus, the rain in my heart is coming, except you, who is the shade under the sky that I cover." Mother. You cover the wind and rain with a wide palm-like palm; you use the kindness of the devout to iron my irritability.

I remember when I was a child, I was willful and impetuous, and I was greedy and lacked self-control. The sound of Xia Wei’s tweet in the tree will disturb my thoughts. The call of my companion at the bottom of the building will make me give up. However, you whispered a nickname, and a warning of Yingying made me feel as painful as Van Cham Purgatory. Supporting the self-discipline of the sails, I converge on the table of playfulness and return to the bitterness. "The young and the strong do not work hard, the old man is sad", although this is called the "playing banter" in the twentieth century, but when the nightingale is lonely, when I hold the letter that my mother gave me under the sickbed, I really realized it. The true meaning. You said, my son, it’s not that Mom didn’t want to be a scientist when he was a child, but his mother’s life was too rough. A "Great Revolution" delayed the mother's career in learning, and now the unremitting pursuit of knowledge has become the main theme of today, you do not work hard and hard work, who is worthy. Yes, you pin your ideals on me, but you also put the old way of thinking close to me, so you can only bury your head in the book, even me and my peers. Normal exchanges have also been denounced for "not doing business." Is it only the nerd of ABC that is the nerd of your heart?

Mom, after all, the age I was in was not more than 30 years ago. Under your care, I have become a middle school student. The burden of learning is getting heavier and heavier. My shoulders have invisibly added a heavy burden. Weight, I tried hard to become a prostitute under the help of the mother wing, but I was outgoing and made friends, and it was my amateur hobby to make friends. But you can't tolerate the fact that my classmates go to the karaoke party to sing. I want to study and integrate into this colorful society. I need knowledge but also the worship of the singer movie star. The society is an open multi-faceted latitude and longitude. Repressed emotions also need to be vented and released. You always use excuses to prevent rolling the outside road and obstruct my normal social interaction. Yes, I am young but I am in the midst of being full of enthusiasm. Why can’t I talk about the world and talk about it!

Devotional maternal love is exactly what I need to grow up, but if this love is a little more reassuring and less suspicion and accusation, and a little more understanding of less blame, that is what our generation is striving for.