Grateful to my parents

It is said that the greatest person in the world is the mother. Like everyone else, I also love my mother very much.

My mother is a railway worker and she is very busy working every day. Because my father works in the field, I rarely go home, and all the housework is done by my mother. I was very touched by the way my mother was busy every day.

There is a kind of love that has been with us since the day we were born. From the need to feed to toddlers, from play to learning, and every step of our healthy growth, we are condensed with the endless love of our parents. This kind of love is meticulous and eternal! The greatest love in the world is the love of parents. It is selfless giving, and the hard work of not asking for returns. We have gotten so much, so we must learn to be grateful from the bottom of my heart. Everything has become a memory of my childhood. I remember that school was out of school that day, but the weather in June is like a child's face. It just changed, and it was just like the blue sky. Now it’s clouded, and the boring thunders are ringing one after another. When it was said that it was late, it was fast, and in a flash, the rain poured down like a rain. I am worried! I thought my father was at work, and my mother fell ill in bed. What should I do? Who will send me an umbrella? The sky is getting darker and the rain is getting bigger and there is no trace of stopping. My heart is like the oil on the fire, and I am more anxious. At this time, there was a familiar figure in the rain curtain. It was my most respected mother. I rushed to my mother's arms. You touched my head and face with the frozen hand, making me feel warm. I have a lot of mothers up and down, I saw you all wet up and down, and there was no trace of blood on the smiling face. A drop of water flowed into my mouth, I couldn't tell if it was tears or rain. On the way home, my mother is desperately pushing the umbrella to the side, but half of it is exposed. I pushed over and said, "Mom is still coming to cover you! Your illness is not good yet." Mom, you smiled reluctantly and said to me: "It doesn't matter, my mother doesn't matter, as long as you are not being drenched." This sentence, suddenly the nose is sour, tears wet my eyes. Mom, you are such a good mother! There are still many examples of how you have taken care of me in these 12 years! Like the stars in the sky. I am always touched. I will never forget everything you have done for me. I often say to myself: I must repay you with excellent results, and finally, through my unremitting efforts and with a strong will, I am listed on the school's academic competition. And have you not found out that I have grown up? I am also working hard to be a good daughter! Helping you share some housework is what you should do as a child. Your life, your body comes from your parents, your emotions come from society and nature, your life comes from people who care and help you, let us learn to be grateful and face our lives.

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