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Feeling mother love


The word "mother love" is no stranger to everyone, especially for me, the deepest feeling.

I remember one night last winter vacation, my father didn’t come back because of overtime, only my mother and I were at home. When I was asleep, I felt dizzy, but I didn't care. After I fell asleep, I started to have a nightmare. I cried and made trouble again. When my mother rescued me from my nightmare, I felt that it was hot and it hurts. Mother took a thermometer and tried to shock us both, 39.8 degrees. She immediately let me drink antipyretic and antipyretics, called a pot of warm water, and wiped my heart and back. After about an hour, my mother gave me a list of the following, 39 degrees only a little back. Mother hurried to the freezer to bring the fever stickers, continue to call me to warm the water, and then I will be busy with my mother sweating. After about a little while, my mother called me up again, 37.5 degrees, my mother finally breathed a sigh of relief. I fell asleep in a groggy way, and I woke up several times in the night, and I saw my mother sitting beside me.

When I woke up, it was already more than eight in the morning. Seeing the blood of my mother's eyes, I know that my mother didn't sleep all night. But my mother was busy giving me breakfast, and I was giving me medicine on time, and I was busy for one morning. In the afternoon, I felt much better, but my mother fell ill. So my mother called and asked her to take care of me. I know that my mother is because I am sick, and my heart is very unwilling to go. I saw my heart and comforted me and said, "Your mother is fine. She has been like this since she was a child. She can’t be short of sleep, but it will be good to sleep, rest assured!"

Although I said this on the mouth, I still go to the mother's room to look at it from time to time and touch my mother's forehead. Seeing this situation, I suddenly understood the truth: no matter how big you are, in the eyes of your mother, you are always a child, and mother love is greater than heaven.

Tianjin Hongqiao District Fangzhou Experimental Middle School Third Day: Zhang Xiaoyu 2013

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