a person who is grateful to me

The warmest place is the mother's embrace.
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In the sleepy eyes, I saw your figure, your hard, tired and blurred figure. Let me be grateful, those things that make me grateful.

Going home on Saturday, standing in the gate for a long time, the wind blowing the hair, the wind is mixed with the chill of the wind, my hand had to pull the zipper of the clothes, waiting for the arrival of my mother.

"Here, here!" Someone called me in the distance, but I didn't look at my mother. "Mom?" I asked. He said, "Your mom is cooking at home!" In this way, I followed my uncle and returned home alone, and did not say a word on the road.

When I got home, I quickly opened the door, went straight to the door, opened the door, and my mom was watching the TV with a smug look at the TV. Don't mention how comfortable it was, but I had a pair of comfortable gloves on my hand.

Mom doesn't wear gloves at all, what happened today?

After dinner, I cleaned with my mother, and my mother didn't know when to replace the cotton gloves with rubber gloves that were specially washed. This made my curiosity burn. I must see what?

The brain is full of illusions about this, my mother is particularly fond of gloves? Fear of cold? injured? ...I don’t know how many hours passed.

Suddenly, someone pushed open the door. I quickly closed my eyes. My mother saw me falling asleep, covered me with a quilt, carefully closed the door and walked back to the room.

How can I fall asleep with such a big event? I put on my shoes and went to my mother's room. There was no seam in the door. The opposite wall turned out the shadow of the mother, and the mother carefully removed the glove, rubbed the medicine on it and made a painful voice. I rushed in.

When my mother saw me, I quickly put my hand behind my back. I asked her what happened. She said that it was hot. I carefully applied my medicine to my mother. When I looked up, my mother’s eyes showed a hint of light.

The yellowish light illuminates the whole room. My love with my mother makes the whole winter warm. My mother held me like a child and drove the winter chill.

Everything Mom did for me, everything that my mother made me grateful, you make me grateful, you make me proud. Let me be grateful - my mother.

Henan Xinxiang Changchun County Henan Hongli School Central Middle School Jiubao Junior: Yang Ruru