my mom

My mother is very beautiful and she is very good at cooking. She is a doctor and she is very busy and very hard.

My mother loves me very much. I wake up every morning and cook for my father and dad. Because I love to eat buns and fire, my mother changed the pattern and gave me different stuffed buns. Mom said that breakfast should be good, lunch should be full, and dinner should be eaten less. In order for us to eat well, my mother sacrificed her rest time.

Last year I just went to the first grade, and my mother came to pick me up every day. I remember that I was very happy after school on Friday. After I went out to school and my classmates, I went around looking for my mother’s figure, but I waited, but I still didn’t wait for my mother. It was getting darker and the sky was raining again. I can't stand it anymore, I want to cry out loud. At this time, a familiar figure appeared not far away. When I saw that it was a mother, I cried and ran over. I saw a piece of gauze wrapped around my mother's hand. My mother went to work today. In order to pick me up, I took a small vacation. I remembered hanging my heart and remembered her sick number. I was scratched by a tricycle on the road. I just came over after the dressing.

This is my mother, love my mother. I want to tell you, Mom, I love you too.

First grade: Wang Ruizhe