Mom's love

My mother's love is like a light, which illuminates the way I grow up; my mother's love is like a drop of rain, nourishing my little seedling...

When I was a child, my mother often taught me to read, read pinyin, go up the stairs, etc., so that I understood the main things in life, and now I am growing up. When I grew up, I didn't have a smooth ride, but I often worked hard for my mother. Look at the thing that just happened - I caught a cold.

Yesterday evening, my mother accompanied me to the hospital for an injection. After the needle is finished, sit on the big chair and wait for the bus. Seeing that it is about 12:00, I am in a hurry and tears will come out. At this time, my mother came to comfort me and stopped my tears.

The next morning, my mother came to me for medicine. The good medicine made me drink early, and the medicine that was difficult to drink was a little late. Isn't this the moving motherly love?

My mother’s love for us is too much. I must pick up a pen and write these words on white paper: human life is limited, maternal love is infinite, we must cherish maternal love.