a letter to the mother of 600 words

Part 1: A letter to the mother

Dear mother:
You have worked hard!
For so many years, you have been quietly paying for me, how much effort you have paid for me!
You are like a candle, illuminating the direction of my progress. When I am sad, you comfort me with that group of fires, so that I can courage and try to move forward; when I am happy, you also use that piece of fire to congratulate me, making me more determined. Confidence; when I am frustrated, you are also encouraging me with that warm fire, so that I am no longer immersed in frustration. Over the years, you have been supporting me with your candle-like warmth. Make my life path always bright.
The ancients said: "Whoever speaks the heart, I will report to San Chunhui." Who is your heavy maternal love, who can measure its weight, and who can really repay this maternal love? Your care for me that does not exist all the time is like a harbor where I am sheltered from the wind after I am injured. "For their children, parents are willing to sacrifice everything they have." This sentence, no one knows, is a truth that is not truth. When I heard this sentence, I suddenly remembered something that happened many years ago:
It was a cold winter, you are packing up the summer clothes. I sat on the bed and looked at you busy. Suddenly, I found that you have very few winter clothes. I am very surprised. You buy me a lot of clothes every year. How can your clothes be so little? I can't help but ask, you smiled: "What's the relationship, it's not worn, your body is weak, you need to wear a little more. Mom is strong, it doesn't matter if you wear less." Suddenly, my eyes were wet. This is, I remembered the sentence again, "For your children, parents are willing to sacrifice everything they have." Is this not appropriate to describe you? Mom, you are really great. Your love for me, care for me, is bigger than the whole universe.
mom. I really appreciate your care for me and my love for me for so many years. Mom, let me really say "thank you" to you!
I wish you:
Healthy body
Your daughter: Wang Min
May 14, 20XX

Part 2: A letter to the mother

Dear mother:
Hello!
The new year is coming again, I really want to tell you about it. You gave me life, you are hard to raise me. How much hard work you have paid for my growth! I love you! Dear mother! My heart is always with you.
Over the years, you have given me endless care. Your love for me is higher than the sky, deeper than the sea! I will always remember it. Whenever I make a little progress, you are always full of surprises and encourage me; whenever I am naughty, you will treat me with tolerance; whenever I am not careful, you never scold me. Always patiently tell me reason; whenever I have a bad exam, you will help me analyze the reasons and ask me to do a better test next time---in life, you care for me but never love Every time I get sick, the most anxious person is you; spring, summer, autumn and winter alternate, you always prepare the corresponding clothes for me in time; you take care of me while not forgetting to exercise my self-care ability, make me When I was young, I would wash my hair and wash my clothes. I also washed the dishes and cleaned up the room. Even if you and Dad are not at home, I will buy the lunches myself, wash myself, go to bed ------you give me these, how can I forget?
Mom, I still remember the summer of my fifth year, you took me and my sister out to play. On the way, because the weather was hot, you bought three popsicles. When I opened the popsicle, I accidentally dropped the popsicle to the ground. I am at a loss, hesitant to think about it, but you kneel down and hold me, saying: "Stupid child, it doesn't matter, popsicles fall to the ground, dirty, can't eat, I will give you this!" I don't know why, The tears of the brush flowed down my face. You quickly comforted me: "Don't cry, don't cry, don't be afraid! Mom's to you. This is your favorite food!" I am holding a popsicle with a sigh of relief, you look at me with a smile next to me. . Your love has turned into a cool popsicle water that has flowed into my heart. I feel that my heart is sweeter than my mouth. Although this is a very common thing, but until now, I will often recall the taste of the popsicle you gave me.
Mom, you love me so much, and I love you very much. On your birthday, I used my limited pocket money to go to the small store to buy you a toy ring. When I got home, I put the ring in the envelope and attached a greeting card with a message of blessing. In the evening, after you came back, I said to you with an envelope: "Happy mother's birthday! Please accept my gift!" You open it and smile. When you finish the note, it is already tears. You put on the ring and hugged me and said, "You are a good mother!"
After a year, I was one year older and I was already a little man. I will be more sensible. I must learn the knowledge, practice my skills, live up to your expectations of me, and be a person with knowledge, ability, independence and self-improvement.
Dear mother, I love you! Your hard work will not be paid in vain. When I grow up, I will repay you!
Finally, I wish you good health and work well!
Your daughter XXX
20XX X X Day

Psalm 3: A letter to the mother

Dear mother,
Hello!
Eleven spring, summer, autumn and winter, more than four thousand days and nights, I can't forget, you can teach me to modify the composition one word at a time; I can't forget to teach me to play billiards; I can't forget to get up in the morning and put it on the table. The hot cup of milk; you can't forget the cool bamboo mat that you put on for me when you are hot; you can't forget the thick warm cotton coat that you add to me when it's cold, you can't forget the years at the door of the classroom. Wait patiently...
I am so clever to please you, patiently listen to your embarrassment and embarrassment, I am always busy, repeating the boring housework over and over again, cooking, washing, farming; farming, washing, cooking What are you paying for me? But what can I give you? Seeing you dragging your tired body back home from work, I quietly walked over to you, helping you to shoulder, kneel, pour a cup of tea, take a pair of replacement shoes... you will be happy like a child Like. Mom, you have paid so much for me, but I haven’t even said a word of "thank you", I feel deeply guilty...
Years are in a hurry, some things will disappear with the passage of time, and the love you give me will never disappear! Your love, like the sun in the sky, warms my heart all the time; your love, like the sea, is boundless and unpredictable; your love, like the snow-capped mountains of thousands of years, crystal clear. Some people say that maternal love is like poetry, maternal love is like song, and mother love is like painting. I want to say: How can a small poem write about maternal love, how can a piece of music sing the mother's love, and a picture, how can we draw maternal love? A thousand words can only be merged into one sentence: Mom, I love you!
Your love, like the sea, is unfathomable; your love is like a snow-capped mountain of thousands of years, crystal clear. Some people say that maternal love is like poetry, maternal love is like song, and mother love is like painting.
wish:
Good health and work well.
Your daughter
May 24th

Psalm 4: A letter to the mother

Dear mother;
Hello, from small to large, I have already tried too many words to say to you, but a thousand words have been made.
Thank you.
Mom, you gave birth to me, gave me life, and gave me love. In the hard and long 14 years of the past, you are running and busy. I broke my heart for this home. And between this rush and busy, you still care about me all the time, love me. Whenever I am sick, you will take care of me in every possible way; whenever I have doubts and confusion, you will try to help me solve it; whenever I don't study hard, you will always urge me very strictly; Whenever I do something wrong, you will also criticize me very seriously.
Mom, thank you, you let me know the value and meaning of life. Let me feel the warmth and sweetness of love. Let me see the joy of learning and the joy of life. Let me really step into the path of life
Mom, I also want to say sorry to you, even though it is only three words, it contains my infinite guilt and remorse. In these fourteen years, because of my waywardness, my stubbornness, my recklessness, my ignorance, I don’t know how much trouble and how much grief. I know that using the word 'too' is far from being a measure.
I know that I used to fall out with you in the past, it’s all wrong with me. Everything you do is for me, but I can't understand you and understand you. I am very sorry, because of my rash, it has caused you too much harm, I often regret silently, I hope you can forgive me. I believe that my future behavior will not disappoint you.
Mom, I hope you will have a good time on the occasion of the 'March 8' Women's Day.
I wish my mother is always young and healthy.
Your daughter XXX
20XX X X Day

Psalm 5: A letter to the mother

Dear mother:
Hello!
Mom, do you remember? My first "wow" screams, when you take it out from your stomach, my first cry is "Mom" is your teaching, my first step is to help me. Learning stationery is what you buy, my study is your counseling, remember when I said "thank you", when I was 6 years old, and I grew up, I was embarrassed to say thank you. However, today I want to say to you: "Thank you mom!"
When I was young, I was very ignorant and made you angry and annoying. Now, think about it, regret it! Mom, do you remember that one?
In the fifth grade, I had to take the final exam. I was still flustered and flipped through the language, but I couldn’t see it at all. At this time, the mother pushed the door in, and there was a cup of hot milk in her hand.
"Xin Xin, I will take the final exam tomorrow. You should not read the book and drink milk and go to bed early! Otherwise, if you don't have the spirit tomorrow, you will not be able to take the test. Wash and sleep!" Mom said with concern.
Although I know that my mother has a good heart, but I am very annoyed, like a fierce hedgehog, my mother became my vent.
"I don't even have time to read the book. Where is the time to drink milk? Mom, you hate it. I bothered me when I read the book. It made me unable to even read the book. You walked away." My name is down. .
"Tomorrow test, go to sleep, fight for a good score tomorrow, come on." Mom said to me with a smile.
"You don't bother me." I yelled at my mother.
The atmosphere suddenly died. My mother was bruised and bruised like a wounded bunny. I knew that my mother was caring about me, but I hurt my mother during the conversation. My mother shook her head helplessly and walked out of my room. I only heard the footsteps of my mother outside the door for a while, for a while, I can imagine that my mother really loves me.
Yes, maternal love is water, water that cleans my heart; maternal love is the mountain, the mountain that I rely on; maternal love is the wind, the wind that blows away disappointment; maternal love is thunder, it is the thunder that impacts life...
I want to really say to you, "Mom, thank you!"
I wish you good health and more and more beautiful!
Your daughter: Ma Yuxin
Friday, May 18, 20XX

Psalm 6: A letter to the mother

Dear mother:
Hi! This time, I want to communicate with you in the way of friends and letters.
Every time I have dinner, you are always silently bearing my spit, never interrupting my jealousy. Just after I finished speaking, put forward your opinion and say some of your heartfelt words. Sometimes, you are as blunt as a close friend.
Remember when I was a kid? Whenever I make a mistake, you don't point out my shortcomings like a friend. Instead, I say that I picked up my pants and hit my little butt, and my hands came alternately. At that time, my heart was just complaining about why you were doing this to me. However, I was blinded by tears, but I ignored the pain in your eyes. composition
Time has passed and the memory at that time has slowly faded. You are slowly changing. I don't know when it started. There are fine wrinkles in front of your forehead. Your white hair is slowly intensive, so much that I have to dye your hair from time to time.
Mom, friend, then I understand and understand your tolerance for me. Tolerate my bad temper and tolerate everything about me. You can always get used to the bad habits of throwing things when I lose my temper. Because you know, my temper is coming fast. You know that I am a child, and everything is like the face of a child in June. I realized that now I understand. composition
How do you know me, your friends. I don’t think of a "love" word for your feelings. Grateful, not to talk about it, many people nowadays, no matter how good the students are, or how high-level teachers are in the child, always put gratitude on their lips. However, mother, I want to make you feel a little bit of truth that you should receive from me. Let me give you everything. Friend, can you?
I really want to see that when I realize my promise, you will squint and say to me:
"I am optimistic about you!"
Your daughter XXX
XX XX, 20XX