That thing, let me cry

Maybe in the eyes of others, my mother is just an ordinary woman. But in my heart my mother is the most important person, she occupies my heart. 900 words composition

In my heart, my mother is the greatest. She is doing the trivial and busy housework every day, and she has to take good care of me. No matter what is delicious at home, I will give it to me quickly. If there is anything fun, take me immediately. Go to the eye. Every meal is my favorite. Under the care of my mother, I am getting fat every day, but she is getting thinner every day, looking at her increasingly thin body, my heart is really not a taste, but it Helpless.

Finally, one day my mother was sick, but she still remembered me, refused to stay in the hospital, and stayed at home to continue to take care of me. That day, my mother dragged her body and struggled to make me the most favorite dough for me. It was because of me. Too hungry, maybe the meal made by my mother is so delicious. I actually ate all the dough. After eating it, I was dumbfounded. What did my mother eat? I was thinking about seeing my mother’s leftovers in the morning. Difficult to swallow in one bite, eyes full of love. Seeing this, my nose is sore and tears like a disobedient child. Mom, you are still sick, for your daughter, you actually...

Mom, you really love me too much, sometimes let me feel guilty. Now I am too young to repay your kindness to me. When I grow up, I must be filial to you and live up to my mother’s expectation.

First day: He Jiayu