My ordinary and extraordinary mother

Only the mother is good in the world, and the mother with the mother is like a treasure. The number of mothers who have praised their mothers has been numerous since ancient times, and today I am here to talk about my simple and extraordinary mother. She has no admirable ability. She does not have the fascinating appearance of pink peach blossoms outside the spring house. There is no elegant temperament like the independent red plum of the cold winter, but this ordinary mother is not ordinary in my heart. Maybe your mother is nobler than my mother, but I want to say that your mother will not have my mother's noble. If your mother is a rose, then my mother is a jasmine, and her fragrance is unmatched. My mother can pay for me not just love, not just hard work, not just money, not just feelings...

I remember that it was a winter, the sky was still snowing, the road was very slippery, the color of the sky was gray, and it was still in the winter weather, which made people feel creepy. I am on the way to school, the biting cold wind rushes like me, I have been freezing my hands, I hope to warm a little. At this moment, my hand began to warm up, and as soon as I looked up, I saw that the shivering mother was using her hand to warm me. My mother and I continued to move forward. I had to slip several times, and my mother was staring at me.

The back of the headlights slammed me, I have such a mother. The cold wind is no longer embarrassing because the mother's hand blocks it. The car is approaching fast, but I don't know, enjoying the warmth that belongs to me and my mother. Suddenly an indifferent hand pushed me heavily into the ground. Somehow my tears slipped uncontrollably. I don't know what happened. My head was blank. I only saw a car parked there, mom? What about mom? I am asking myself. What about my mother? I am afraid, I am afraid, I have never been so sad and scared. Because I was afraid that she would leave me, then I was fainted.

When I was lethargic, I seemed to have traveled in Hell in heaven. My embarrassment, my uneasiness, my fear, my fear... God, I dare not open my eyes, because I am afraid I can't see her. I am so resentful, I don't understand why I want people who love me to leave me. I don't know what the so-called fairness is. The more I think about it, the more I am afraid, I don't dare to think more.

I don't know how long I have slept, and I am woken up by the familiar gentle voice. My face is full of fear, tears full of eyes, full of pain, in the moment that she is really standing by her side, completely disappeared. I looked at the bruised scar on her face with a heartache and clamored for her to rub the medicine. My mother held me tightly and told me that I was afraid of losing you. I didn't say anything in my mouth. In fact, I was thinking, you don't know how scared I am, how scared, how afraid I am losing you, how sad I am not protecting you.

Under the light, I saw that your hair has traces of white snow, and once again touched my heart, making me deeply blame. You paid for my youth, gave me the pains, paid for my feelings, and even gave me life. But I have never said a mother to you, I love you, in fact, many times I can’t say anything. When you care about me, I feel embarrassed; when you console me, I feel that it is useless; when you pay, I have to take it for granted. I really hate myself, why are there no conscience? Mom, really this is the glory you gave me. I am proud of having a mother like you. Because only you can understand my efforts, only you will make a red palm for my success.

This is my ordinary and extraordinary mother. Her love for me really surpassed life and death. What she gave me made me have no reward in my life. My gratitude to her is beyond description. Therefore, if I will pay for others unselfishly in the future, then this credit must belong to my mother, because she taught me. I will always be proud of my mother. Therefore, she does not need to have any assets, do not have any arrogant temperament, not to have any lingering face, because she is so great in my heart, no need to add icing on the cake.

Inner Mongolia Xing'an League Tuquan County Tuquan County Second Middle School Third Day: Loss equals