Thank you, mother - a letter to the mother

Dear mother:

Whenever I see your kind smile and hear your instinctive teachings, I have to make my heart grateful.

Whenever I was out of school, I thought, you must have prepared a hearty meal. When my dad and I are as crazy as a hungry tiger to enjoy your savory dinner, you will unfortunately wash the heavy clothes. When my dad and I were lazily lying on the sofa watching TV, you couldn't have time to comb and quickly ran to the kitchen to wash the dishes. At that time, my father and I thought that the mother did the housework for granted, but now I think that you have done too much for us.

In the morning, you get up very early, prepare a healthy and healthy breakfast for me and my father. Even after breakfast, you can go to the bedroom to finish your clothes without any break. Sometimes. You are still mopping the floor in the living room, wiping the window, but the outside is dark, others are asleep and have not yet got up. When I see the alarm time on your mobile phone, the tears are full, and when I go out to school, you remind me I paid attention to safety and then rushed to the bag and ran to work.

At noon, although you are at work, you will still take time to help me get me at noon, then go to work quickly without sitting down. When I see a few white hairs on your head, I will be in the heart. Stocks, regrets. I know that you are not allowed to leave your job while you work, and you broke the rules for me and moved me to the extreme. In the middle of the night, I opened my sleepy eyes. You graduated from the middle school and checked my homework under the desk lamp. Although you can't help too much, you always don't worry about my study. Sometimes, you wear a sweater under the lamp, even I almost slept, but I deeply understand that all these things you do are for me, for this family. I closed my eyes, but my thoughts were messy, as the mind was hit with a huge and painful blow. It’s too late, the moon is going to sleep, the night is like a dead silence, but I know that maternal love is warm, so I don’t feel the slightest fear, only the sweetness of endless aftertaste. You gently turn the light off, come to me with a slow pace, help me slowly cover the bedding, afraid to disturb me, dare not have the slightest movement, slowly walked out of the bedroom, gently closed the door.

Mom, I know, you are great, you are hard-working, there is no grievance, which makes me feel uncomfortable. So, when you are not at home, I will secretly help you share some of the chores you can do, because I don't want to see your tiredness, don't want to see the white hair on your head, don't want to see your old face... ... What I want to see is your smile, your happy look, your black hair. "Whoever speaks in the heart, he has won three Chunhui." Mother, your unselfish love for me, I know, your jealousy is my love for you, your teaching is my expectation, I don’t know when I can really repay you, you have been looked down upon by others, but you are in my The heart is always the highest and the most shining. I have always warned myself to study hard and live up to your hopes.

Thank you, mother, thank you for everything you have done to me, I will never forget, never forget, your loving face. I really appreciate you, and I wish you all the best!

Love your son: Song Qijun

2012.3.16

Yichun No. 3 Middle School: Song Qijun