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Thanksgiving mother love


Although it is winter, the weather is very sunny, and the sun shines on the world without any enthusiasm. Everything is greedily enjoying the soothing of the sun, and people's hearts can't be broadened. Today, I want to use my actions to thank my mother!

Today, a special day - my birthday. As usual, birthday is my own joy. Today, I want my mother to have a birthday with me.

I finished my homework early, listened to my mother’s words, and finished the exercises in a hurry, waiting for the night to come.

When the moon is empty, the stars lie next to the moon, like me and my mother.

The cake came up, and my mother wiped the sweat from her forehead with a slender but not white hand. I was about to insert a candle. "Wait a minute." I shouted "Mom, do you know what day is today?"

My mother stunned for a moment, but some of the reactions did not come; the dad holding the camera blinked, and soon she smiled and said nothing. "Today is your birthday!" said the mother gently and puzzledly. I took a step forward, bent over to my mother, and snorted deeply. When I looked up, my eyes filled with tears and said loudly, "Mom, today is my birthday and your birthday. Ten Two years ago, how much suffering you suffered, brought the children to this world; in the past 12 years, how hard you have been to raise an adult. Thank you mother, you gave me life; thank you mother, you are at the bottom of my fall Thank you, mother, when you have achieved excellent results, give advice, let me not complacent. Your love, I will not be able to repay my whole life. Children are worried, but I know, no matter me How far you can go in the future, you can't walk out of the square of your heart. What you can do is only gratitude: grateful mother love, thank you mother love, thank you for your mother's teaching in the past 12 years! Today, 12 years ago, it was yours. The day of suffering; today, twelve years later, let me give you a birthday!"

After I finished speaking, I found that there was also a layer of fog in my mother’s eyes.

I don't know when, my father ordered a candle. Warm, candlelight; warm, grateful to the mother!

The moment of gratitude, short and long; the moment of gratitude, ordinary and great. It made me understand the greatness of maternal love and taught me to be grateful whenever I want. Grateful mother's love!

The first day: empty valley

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