a letter to mom

Dear mother:

Hello!

You have pulled me from a young age, how many days and nights I have been tired. You know, I am a child who is not good at words, not good at telling the truth, so I have never said a word of gratitude to you over the years. Today, when Mother's Day is about to come, I will take this opportunity to pour out all the words that I have long buried in my heart.

From my very young age, you are a gentle, beautiful mother in my heart. I often remember that in the early morning, you gently wake me up, then teach me to dress, wash my face, do everything I can do at that time. However, I am always stupid, I will make the buttoning wrong, and get the wash water everywhere. But you still teach me patiently, and it seems that you will never be tired. Therefore, when I was young, I was more independent than other children. I often feel great pride in this.

Gradually, I grew up and entered the kindergarten. Every time I go to school, standing at the gate, my heart is happy and proud, because among all the children's mothers, my mother is the most beautiful. I will always point to you and say aloud to my friends: "Look! The most beautiful thing is my mother!" Then, in the eyes of my friends, I flew to you, into your arms, and You go home together hand in hand. So far, that warm scene has always come to my attention.

When I was in the middle school, my learning tasks were aggravated. However, I found out that the gentle mother was gone, and you changed a severe face. Often, I will complain that you have too many homework assignments, so you will "strike" and be lazy from time to time. When you find out, you will put your face up and sternly reprimand me. Although the surface looks like I am indifferent and has an indifferent attitude, you may not know, but my heart is regretting it! You have worked hard for me, and bought a lot of information books for me regardless of the cost. You are for my studies, for my future, that sternness is also full of love for my love! However, your "mixed ball" son still makes you angry. Mom, I really want to think about it, I really want to take a deep look at you and say, "Sorry, mom!"

There are still 350 days to go to the exam room. You chanted all day, let me study hard, and take it into the middle. In order to live up to your expectations, I will work hard, from now on! I want to make your mother proud of me, just like when I was young, I was always proud of you.

Mom, at this moment, I really want to sing again, thank you for the first "Mother is the mother".

"The most mother in the world, the broken bones are still connected to the ribs..."

I wish you

Good health and good luck!

Love your son pig

May 12