My favorite person - mother 600 words

There are so many people around us who are worthy of our love, such as: the police uncle who violently defends the people; or the cleaners who clean the streets and let people live a clean life... but my favorite people are hard-working We raise our mother.

I remember the spring of the age of seven, one day, my father was on a business trip, my mother was sick, and I was alone at home. But I have to go to school again, so I said to my mother, "I went to school. You will go to the hospital to see a doctor when you go to work." Mom said: "Okay." Mom yelled at me: "Take an umbrella, spring. The season often rains." I said softly to my mother: "No, you see the weather is so sunny." I left the house to go to school. The spring weather is really a child's face - it will change. It was just a clear sky, and now it is suddenly dark clouds, and the sky is as dark as the night, as if it is going to collapse.

"Oh..." The school bell rang, and at this moment, the world was pouring rain.

I regret very much, why not listen to my mother? The students, three groups of five and one gang, left the school one after another, leaving me alone in the school corridor. Suddenly I saw a figure in the distance like my mother was walking towards school. I don't think so! My mother is in the hospital and can't pick me up. Hey, forget it, wait, wait patiently! Rain Master, don't stay too long! Thinking about it, a mother turned around and suddenly appeared in front of me: I saw the injection port on the back of her hand sticking to the tape, and it also oozing blood! "Mom!" I yelled and rushed into my mother's arms and said, "Why don't you take a break after hanging the needle? I will wait until the rain stops before going home." Mom said: "Now it is 12 o'clock. The rain is still going down, when are you waiting?"

Mom! You are so good, I love you!

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