my mom

My mother is so small and exquisite, the five senses are small. Small eyes, small nose, small ears, and a small cherry mouth. What's more beautiful is that my mother laughs and sways a shallow pear vortex around the small mouth, which is fascinating. Tell you a secret, when Dad just met her mother, she was fascinated by her mother's pear vortex.

Mom is a people's teacher who has taught Chinese and also taught music. Teachers have the same heart, and that is responsibility. My mother’s students are very good, some went to college, and one of them learned to sing, and went to Southeast Satellite TV to fight the ring. However, due to the stress of the teacher's work, the mother fell ill and opened the knife. The mother left her beloved three-foot platform and transferred to the center school. But my mother still can't get rid of housework.

Mom loves me very much. I remember that it was one night in the year of the ice disaster, I got mumps. My mother carried me on the cold, muddy street, and the cold wind blew on our faces like a knife. At that time, I felt dimly dark, but still said: "Mom, you call Dad." But Mom said: "No, Dad is in a meeting in Hengyang, and then said that for such a small matter, come from such a far-reaching place to dry up. What?” Mom disagreed, and I have nothing to say, and I fell asleep on my mother’s thin back. When I woke up, I was already in the hospital. My mother touched my hot forehead. I clearly felt that her hand was really cool! I heard that the use of cactus on the scorpion has a role. When I return home, my mother reluctantly cuts the cactus. When I accidentally, my hand draws a hole, and the bright red blood flows out...

I grow up day by day, my mother gets older every day, my mother's love for me is getting deeper and deeper.

Hunan Hengyang Yanshi Attached to the third grade: Zheng Yu