mother

My mother is a hardworking, kind, and loving person, always asking me forever, not letting me relax, not letting me lose to someone else.

I remember that when I first entered the school, the teacher was very optimistic about me. I thought that I was a smart and eager child, but the teacher thought wrong. I am a child who likes to be a deaf person and does not like to attend classes. Therefore, the teacher is also very headache, basic. Every day, I want to close my evening studies. My parents are very worried. I am worried that I will not be able to make it. In order to let me learn and improve, my mother will not test the scores. I will not delay the class. She looks at me every day to write homework. The wrong place tells me. I corrected it, so my study is getting better and better, and I love reading. The students said that I have one hand and two brushes. The teacher smiled and said to me: "Child, look, as long as you study hard, I will definitely be a good person!" After listening to the teacher, I will study harder and study harder.

I still remember one day, I had a high fever. At that time, it was midnight, and everyone was asleep. My mother saw that I was burning so badly. I drove me to the hospital regardless of the cold. The doctor gave me a shot of my burning. Only slowly retreat. My mother looked at me. I saw tears in her eyes. It was definitely worried that I was crying. I said to my mother weakly, "I am sorry, I am worried."

Slowly, a blink of an eye has passed, my mother has a lot of heart for me, and my white hair has become more and more. When I do my homework, I will remember my mother and remember my mother’s selfless love. I know that there is such a person in this world who always loves me and inspires me to move forward. When I encounter setbacks, when I enjoy the joy of success...

Sixth grade: memories are too hurtful