Mom's love

Love is like the warm wind of spring, blowing your heart; mother love is like a drizzle, gently tapping your face, moisturizing your heart; mother love is like a winter stove, to create a warm sunshine in the harsh winter.

I remember when I was a child, there was a winter and the weather was very cold. Dad is on a business trip, and my mother has to take care of the business in the store and take care of me. However, my mother would not let me go out to play, and told me to stay at home, afraid of freezing cold. But when I was disobedient, I sneaked out when my mother was busy. As a result, at the early hours of the night, I started a high fever. My mother was frightened. You said that my father is not there. Only my mother and I have met. What should I do when I get to such a thing? My mother immediately took me to the hospital. The road was dark, I was very scared, shouting my mother, my mother said: "Lulu, don't be afraid, kneel on the mother's back, it will be..." When I arrived at the emergency room of the hospital, I saw the doctor, the doctor gave me After taking a temperature, at first sight, the high fever was 41 degrees Celsius. The doctor said to my mother, "How is your mother? When the children are burned like this, how can they be sent? You must be hospitalized and go to the hospital!" Just silently said: "Well..."

But when mother love is also severe, my mother never relaxes in my studies. It was in the first semester of the fifth grade, and my English test scored 76 points. When I was uneasy about handing the paper to my mother, when the mother saw the score, she did not say a word to me. One person went to the bedroom, and the "吱-" sound closed the door. I couldn't help it. I walked into the bedroom and cried and stood in front of my mother and said, "Mom, hit me! You beat me! I don't listen, I will study hard in the future." Mom said with tears: "Lulu, my mother does not hit you, but you must remember that in the future, if you want to come out and make a contribution to the country, you must be down-to-earth, step by step, start from now, study hard. !"

Maternal love is the greatest kind of love. Children are the flowers that mothers use to water their own love, and the growth of their children is inseparable from every love of the mother. Mother, escorting her children for the rest of her life, silently guiding her children behind her children. The mother’s love for us is what we can repay? Just like: “Who’s speaking, I’m reporting it.”