Song of the song of the mother

The mother is an essay, an article that benefits the whole life; the mother is a beautiful poem, a poem that can't be written in a lifetime; the mother is a good song, a song that never sings in life.

When I was young, I was very naughty, and I loved my brothers and brothers around me. I sometimes talk and do things without going through the brain, and I can say silly things to make silly things, so they will call me "Pig Miss". I don't like this nickname very much, so I will always fight with them. . I lost and never cried home, because my mother saw me crying and would hit me again, so I didn't have the habit of crying since I was a child.

I am afraid of her eyes but I like those eyes. I am afraid: For example, if I didn’t wash my hands before eating, I wouldn’t hold me to beat me, but I would glare at me, my eyes would be long. The long eyelashes are surrounded by the group, and it seems that the sinister moment can swallow all the things in front of me, scaring me to take back the dirty hands. Like: She used to never let me eat cakes and KFC, but on the day of my birthday, she would still buy a cake for me, and I would like to buy KFC, and I would look at me with a smile. At that time, the eyes were bent, like a crescent moon, full of warmth.

She never beats me, just shut the doorman and ask me, ask me what mistakes I made, how to correct it, and warn me not to commit another crime. But I make the same mistake again and again, she will punish me, a whip or a day.

So in order to cultivate my good habits, if I continue to have a good habit for twenty-four days, I will give me a reward. For example, I insisted on washing my hands before eating for twenty-four days. I insisted on greeting the uncles and aunts who met her for twenty-four days. She would reward me with a rag doll or a delicious meal. She would not delay to reward me. So I really like her method. If I have a lot of good habits now, I am very tutored, I have to thank my mother.

The mother is a child of a large family, and she has learned a lot from marrying our poor nest. Now she is the expert of growing vegetables here. The vegetables that are grown are tender and green. When I look at it, I really want to take a bite. It is inevitable that some people will not think about it. I remember that the neighboring family stole a Chinese cabbage that I had wanted, and I ate a diarrhea. My mother just came forward and comforted me: "Big sister, I blame me for fighting drugs and eating diarrhea." Since then, they have I dare not steal my house again.

They all said that the relationship between aunt and aunt is difficult to cook, and she has also encountered such troubles. Every time the aunt and her aunt are in conflict with her, she will always endure it, or deliberately find more things for herself, so that she can’t be bored. If she can’t bear it, she will take me to the street. Play, will not go home until eleven o'clock. The next day, there will always be an aunt who sent breakfast and apologized to her mother, so that the mother could not go home so late. This is the end of the matter, and it will not be any more trouble for the next one or two months.

This kind of good temper of the mother, the kindness of the person, can forgive others, and the character of her understanding is seen in my eyes. So she suffered a lot, but she was covered by her laughter. The mother was God in the eyes of the child, but when the mother is old, we are God in the eyes of the mother.

This is a song dedicated to the mother.

The second day: Hu Nian Nian