maternal love

A person's life is just a process of love and being loved.

When we fall to the ground, there will be a great and unselfish love that surrounds us. That's right, that's the mother's love. The mother gave us all her love and dedication, and cared for us with meticulous care.

"Whoever speaks in the heart, he has won three Chunhui." This sacred praise of the mother, which has been passed down through the ages, has given me deep revelation. Yes, the mother cares for us with her most simple love, and feeds us to grow, but does not count. Maternal love cannot be measured by the secular money currency. In fact, having maternal love is better than having all the wealth in the world, such as the Jinshan Silver Mine.

Maternal love is the wind in the spring, gently blowing the face of a child, making people happy; maternal love is the rain in the summer, moisturizing and thirsty us, giving us the power and hope of birth; maternal love is the sunset in the autumn, At the last moment, it will also contribute a heat of ignition to warm the earth; maternal love is the stove in the midwinter, and it will do its utmost to release its energy and help people to spend a spring-like winter.

Mother love is like a cup of coffee. I didn't feel any special taste when I first started. It was a bit bitter when I drank the second bite, until I finally tasted it sweet. This cup of sweet coffee is the mother's unique love to us in the world. This kind of love is manifested in the mother's words and deeds, whether it is caring words or severe blame... This is the embodiment of maternal love. . However, for many years, I have never tasted this cup of strong coffee. The special bitterness and sweetness seem to be really out of my reach. Looking back, the young and childish and naughty, I let my mother worry about it; but now I have become a mature and sensible national student, the knowledge is richer, and the mind has naturally changed. I have gradually begun to share the chores for my mother, solve the troubles, and initially embark on the journey of return. This makes mom often

I am always gratified and happy. However, I know that this is just the beginning of the journey, the path is endless, and I have to go through a long journey of my life!

Fourth grade: Happy Peas