a thankful heart

Grateful heart, thank you for your life, let me have the courage to be myself..." Whenever I hear this beautiful song, I can't help but think of my dear mother. Yes! How can I? Forget your kindness to my parenting!
Who taught you to take the first step? Who taught you to say the first sentence? ...that is our mother. Mother is like a tall tree, we are like a seedling, and my mother leaned over to shelter us from the wind...
Maternal love is like a sea, always boundless, and can't see the end.
I remember that on a stormy night, I was writing my homework casually. Because the sloppy left a lot of typo in the homework, I was discovered when my mother checked the homework. At that time, my mother was very angry and was so angry that she had torn the homework. And let me rewrite. At that time, I hated my mother in my heart. Mom, you don’t love me at all...
But then I discovered that my mother loves me.
Once I didn't practice the piano well, and I was beaten by my mother. I was angry and kept myself out of the bedroom. In the evening, my mother’s room was crying from time to time. I sneaked into my mother’s room and saw my mother’s photo in my hand. I cried as I watched and whispered. Then I realized it! It turns out that my mother loves me. She hates iron and is not steel!
Mother's love is not reflected in the appearance, but in the bits and pieces of life, only the heart can understand.
"Mother love" is like a beautiful field, how happy it is in this vast ocean of love!

a thankful heart

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