maternal love

Time flies like a stream of water, and many childhood memories have faded with the disappearance of the days, and one thing has made me vivid and impressed - that deep motherly love.

On a sunny morning, I was going to school with my schoolbag. Suddenly, my mother handed me an umbrella and said, "The weather forecast is raining today, or bring an umbrella." I looked up at the sky, cloudless, how? Will it rain? I dropped the umbrella and ran out of the door.

When I was out of school at noon, suddenly the clouds were everywhere, and the rainstorm suddenly came down. The students with the rain gear went home, and the other students were picked up by the parents one by one. Soon the classroom left me alone. Dad went to the field on business trips these days. My mother is having a high fever in the past few days. I don’t think anyone will pick me up. I was anxious and hungry in the classroom alone, and my tears fell unconsciously.

At this time, a figure that I am familiar with suddenly appeared outside the window, hey, it is a mother! The squally wind caught the rain and seemed to have swallowed my mother. My mother struggled to walk to the classroom with difficulty. I rushed out of the classroom. "Jingjing, come over!" Mom said as she took off her raincoat and put it on me. At this time, the rain grew bigger and bigger, and my mother’s hair, face, and body were drenched with rain. Looking at the mother who was like a chicken, she looked at her pale face, and my tears could not help but flow down. .

An umbrella holds up a day, and the umbrella that my mother loves gives me happiness and happiness. Although this matter has been going on for a long time, I have a special memory. It is printed in my heart. I always teach me to study hard and be a good person.

Second day: Zheng Zhaoxiu