my mother

Mother is a great profession. The mother has dedicated all her love to us without knowing it.

At that time, I understood that maternal love is endless.

That day, my mother's voice drifted into the ear of the nest. "Eat, boy!" I said lazily: "I want to eat noodles." Mom went straight to the kitchen like a stimulant. After a while, my mother came over with a bowl of hot beef noodles.

I took the noodles and just wanted to eat, but the noodles were particularly hot and I burned my hands. The bowl fell to the ground, and the cracked noodles splashed on the mother's clothes and swayed back and forth like a snake, as if laughing at my incompetence.

Mom said: "Nothing, I will go to a bowl." After a while, I vaguely saw that my mother was swinging the noodles back and forth, trying to cool the noodles, and there was a warmth in my heart.

Ah, mothers love us, we must love them more!

The third grade of Hongchenghe National Primary School in Yangquan Mining Area, Shanxi: Zhang Xin