Special love for special you

Dear mother:

Hello!

When I was sitting at the desk and writing this letter to you, it was already quiet at night. I can't help but feel grateful when I think of the hidden love that you gave me.

In my childhood memories, you have always been very strict with me. I am a little embarrassed to see other people’s mothers care for their children. Now I still clearly remember that when I fell, you were indifferent, and even rebuked me why I didn’t hurry up; when I had a dispute with other children, even if I suffered a loss, it was still yours. Punishment; when the rainstorm comes, other students are going home with their parents, and only I am alone on the path of the wind and rain...

For these things, I have secretly cried many times, sometimes even suspicion that I am not coming, so there will be such a "bad luck"... The only thing that makes me feel warm is that - in you Tell me a lot of interesting and nice stories when I am free, and I am comfortable lying in your warm arms and listening...

When I was about 5 years old, my dad taught me to recite ancient poems. If I couldn’t get out, I would have to fight with my heart. You always said, "Play well!" When I shed tears in my eyes and go to sleep, you use them. The cold towel gave me a hand and blamed my father for being too heavy. But when you can't get back the next day, you still say "play well!"... Today, I think that the love of "the east side of the sunrise and the west rain" has benefited me a lot: the instructions that I can't sleep when I can't finish my homework. I have developed a good habit of self-consciousness and self-reliance; I have to teach with the plan to make my study and life orderly; and the instructions that have been criticized after classmates have made me learn to be patient and learn to get along with others; The strict requirements of poetry and literature make my composition level step by step... It can be said that every improvement of my progress is the result of your careful cultivation. When you grow up, you and my character begin to have subtle changes: telling the story becomes me, you become a focused listener, often a very ordinary little thing, I am told to say, At this time, you will look at me with a concern: "What?" "What did the teacher say?" I deliberately sold the knot and said slowly... In retrospect, it is because of you. Listening, I achieved the later eloquent me.

When I ask you, I enter high school life, when you want to give me a gift, you answer: "Send you a sentence, high school will be the beginning of your new training." I was very disappointed at that time, looking at my disappointed expression You said with a strong heart: "What you need now is not the ready-made gold, but the finger of the stone." At this time, I understand your good intentions, this is the unfamiliar maternal love that you gave me. . Mother's love is deeper than the sky and deeper than the sea. When I read her profound connotation, I realized that I am the happiest person in the world. I love my mother, she is the pride of my life.

Mom, because your training has created my red neck to fight the storm, because your determined eyes lead me to the pace of progress. Mom, thank you for giving this special love to me!

Wish: good health.

Sincerely, salute!

Your daughter: Zhu Xiaomin

December 9, 2019

Zhu Xiaomin, No. 11 Middle Class, Golmud City, Qinghai Province