a letter to mom

Dear mother:

Hello! Thank you for quietly earning money for me, going home every day, you have to check the homework for me, ask me about my day's study, and I won't bother to explain it to me.

When I get home from work every day, you put things down in the kitchen, and you are busy, watching your tired figure, I have a taste that I can't tell.

When you eat, you always stuff big, good, fresh vegetables into my bowl, but you eat the rest. Sometimes I feel bad about you, but you don’t complain, you smile. Sometimes you will say to me: "I'm sorry."

In spring, the spring flowers are coming, and the peach blossoms are open. . . . . . Mom, you always say that I can't stick my nose to the smell, I know you don't let bugs get into my nose.

Summer, the hot sun is hot. Mom, you always say that I can't get into the water, I know that you are worried that I will lose my life.

Autumn, a golden, good harvest, my mother always said that I can not play in the field, I know that you are afraid that my dust will enter my eyes.

In the winter, you have to wear a little more. I have to watch it again after I finish it. At that time, I feel that you are very awkward and annoying, but when I go out, I think you are right.

Mom, I wish you all the best: laughter is always open, work is going well, all the best! When I grow up, I have to be a teacher like you.

Your daughter: Luo Manli

May 18, 2019

Third grade: Luo Manli