Mother's love

The love that my mother gave me from birth to the third grade is too much. I used to hate my mother because I had to take care of it when I was eating. She also had to take care of her sleep time. If you have a good test, you have to control it. Anyway, you have to manage anything! I remember that once I had chickenpox, I didn’t know what words I used to describe. My mother was distressed and stayed with me all night. I am hungry, my mother hastened to cook for me to eat, I am bored, my mother told me the story, the drug, the mother gave me medicine. So I spent seven days

Mother's love for me is more precious than anything. Mother love can't be bought. I love my mother. This time I tasted the mother's love and mother's love. I made a decision. I have to repay my mother.

How can we repay our mother? Buy a bunch of flowers? Buy something that my mother likes to eat? Buy a little gift for my mother? No, these are not what the mother wants. This is not what the mother wants? What does the mother like? The teacher and I said that the gift does not need to be too expensive, as long as you have your mind, such as sweeping the mother to the ground, reducing the burden of the mother doing housework. I decided, so I will repay my mother. After school, I rushed out of the school gate and rushed to the door of the house to start sweeping the floor, mopping the floor, and wiping the window. "Call~call~!" I gasped, and I was so tired of doing housework. The mother did the housework for the past few years...

In the evening, my mother came back from work and saw a clean home. She rushed to the room and picked me up. I took out a flower from behind, and my mother saw her favorite carnation. She cried with me. "Lingling mother loves you, thank you for giving me so much, thank you!" This is a happy cry, not a sadness. Cry. I said to my mother, "Mom, Lingling loves you, thank you for doing so much for me, and, Mom, you have done more for me than I did for you, so I have done more, so my mother should thank you for it. "I said to my mother. Mother listened and burst into tears.

Mother, is our indispensable person, if there is no mother... What will we become? So I feel that my classmates who have been wrong have also repaid for so many mothers who have worked so hard for you. I feel ashamed. I hated my mother at first. I was wrong. I hope everyone will not be like me!

Second grade: silly egg miss