My mom

There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world, and that is the call of the mother.
- Dante

My mom has the most beautiful voice. My mom has a pair of sly eyes, a small mouth, always has a lot of words; a pair of big hands, can make a variety of meals, items. I like my mom, why? Listen to me one by one.

Every morning, my mom wakes me up from my dreams with sweet voice and takes me to school. After school, my mom will always pick me up at the school gate on time, and when I come home, when the table comes up, the aroma will suddenly be drilled. Into my heart.

I remember once, I was in class. Suddenly, the downpour "哗啦啦" got out, but I didn't bring an umbrella. I thought: What should I do? How come back without an umbrella! After school, the students went out of the school one after another. Lei Gonggong and Mrs. Rain were still raining, and the raindrops hit the glass. "Hey, hey," the raindrops were also anxious for me.

At that critical juncture, my savior - my mom came, "Mom!" I almost yelled, my mom handed me an umbrella and said, "Go!" My mom and I walked out of the school. I found that my mother's body was soaked, and a warm stream flowed into my heart, my eyes were red. Although the weather is cold, I still feel very warm. what! Mother's love is an umbrella that covers the rain.

I love my mom, I said this, I will think of a poem: Mom's love.

Have a very hot and hot night,

I woke up from my dreams,

Mom is giving me a fan,

Sweat drenched her clothes,

what! Mother's love is a cool wind.

Once, I was ill,

Mother took me to the hospital,

I saw it stupidly,

Mom cried anxiously,

what! Mother's love is the tears of falling...

Third grade: Tang Luoqi