my mom

When my heart is not happy, I always remember the good time before going to school. At that time, the sky was bluer than now, the tree was greener than now, and the flowers were more beautiful than now. The surrounding world is so lively, even the puppies next to the trees greet me. However, the most memorable thing is you. At that time, you were kind and you were like a cheerful bird, singing a cheerful song under your care.

I have a kind, kind, gentle and great mother. My mother has a pair of big, dark flower eyes, curved eyebrows, she is covered with a black hair, and two red faces are set in the middle. A small nose and cherry-like lips.

I remember once, when I was five years old, my mother took me to buy food and walked on the road. My mother and I talked and laughed. When I was young, I saw a grandfather swaying and pushing a car. Suddenly, one The car apples all fell to the ground, the old grandfather hurriedly went up, the childish I ran over and stepped on the apple with a small ankle, and the mother hurriedly came over and took me who was stepping on the apple. I helped my grandfather to carry the apple up. After a while, my mother and I helped the grandfather to finish the apple and apologized to the grandfather. At this moment, I realized that I would be a helpful person.

Mom, how happy I was at that time! How fascinating it is to recall. Ugh! Those wonderful times will not come back.

But when I was in the second grade, my father died unfortunately, and all the burdens of the family were on your body. You lacked the love of your husband, but our sisters lacked the fatherly love. You took us. The lack of fatherly love has no defect to replenish us. In the first year of my father's death, you not only have to take care of our three sisters to go to school, but also go out to make money and maintain our lives until now. When you are asleep, you cry silently, but when you cry, you don't dare to cry too much, afraid to wake us up. Whenever you are in the New Year, you dare not cry in front of us, afraid that we three sad, mother, you have worked hard!

Mom, when we do something wrong, you can't bear to beat us, but sit with us, slowly teach us what to do, and tell us the truth of being human.

Mom, I want to say to you: "You have worked hard, I love you, you are the greatest mother in the world!"

Second grade: Zhang Huaying