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I love mom


I love my mother, because she is doing a lot of work for me in my life and study. One morning, I took stationery during class, and suddenly I saw no pencil case in my bag. I started thinking who put my pencil case. Put it on the table, I looked at it. As a result, there was no table. I was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. The bell ringing, I was very anxious, thinking: This is miserable, no With a pencil case. As a result, I saw that my mother was rushing to our class and holding my pencil case in my hand. I met, and quickly ran to the side of my mother to take the pencil case and said, "Thank you mom." "I ran to the classroom. I immediately sat in the seat, opened the pencil case, and saw a piece of paper. I saw that it was "not too careless in the future, even the pencil case was forgotten!" It is as red as a red apple.

There was another heavy rain in the world. When I went to school, it rained. I had a fever during the class. The classmates told the teacher. The teacher called the mother. When the mother listened, she rushed to the school. I saw the mother. The muddy water in the classroom took me away and went to the hospital. The doctor said that I had to take a few drops. My mother went to school to take a vacation. I took care of me for two days and two nights at the hospital. On the third day, I was fine, but my mother I am sick. I gave my mother a cup of medicine. She was happy and praised me. When I grow up, I will hurt my mother.

My mother has paid too much for me. I can't express my mother's love for me in a thousand words.

The fourth grade of Luoheyuan Center School: He Xinyi

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