Bird Growth Story - To my loved mom

"Little Bird" Growth

- To love my mother

"The mother's hand is in the line, the wanderer is on the clothes; the line is tightly sealed, and the intention is delayed."

Mother, the most precious person in a person's life, is the patron saint of children's growth. The son's daily life affects the mother's heart, and the process of the son's growth is to let the mother break the heart.

Year after year, year after year, time flies, seeing his son as the mother of the pearl and all hope, brought me to this world full of laughter and laughter, gave me life, gave me tomorrow, gave me hope, gave I am coming! However, in the process of caring and caring for her son, the mother’s once-beautiful face gradually added a lot of wrinkles.

When the swallows went back, the flowers thanked them when they were open, but the time was gone.

I am like a dancer dancing in the wind. When I am proud, I will motivate me behind me and patiently guide my mother to ignore it. And when the years are like, the time is like an arrow. When I grow up, I know the mother's hard work: she sometimes seems to be an angry bird. When I am lazy in bed before going to school in the morning, I will use the sharp mouth to "stab" me. Sometimes she seems that Superman is falling from the sky. When I am being bullied, I always play as a "power forward" for me. And sometimes she is like my good friend, even jokingly asks: "Does the son have a girl in the class?"

The days are getting faster and faster, I feel like the wings are long and hard, and I gradually want to fly out of my bird cage.

I became a student of the middle school, and I went to the Internet cafe with my classmates, bullied the girls, and fought the group... When my mother reprimanded me, I collided with her, so she always felt sad and sighed.

But I can't always change the naughty problem. The last time I invited me to school, it was because other parents asked me to pay the money of the classmate who was injured by me... That time, my mother was really crying. I didn't care for me for a few days - I know that I made mistakes in time, my mother always punished me, and then patiently explained to me how to do things right, and this time my mother ignored me because of me. Very disappointing her!

The butterfly licked the eyes several times before learning to fly. Mom, this word has unlimited greatness and contains many love and expectations for children! Mother, the carnations outside the window opened, Mother's Day is over, let the son return to his "birdcage", receive your love and guidance - I finally understand: only through the education and training of the mother's greatest teacher, After this "small bird", I will become a full-fledged, blue-eyed eagle, and I will grow up healthily and fly.

Qiyang Jiuzhong, Yiquan District, Fuyang, Anhui, China: Huang Haoyang