Mom, I want to tell you

"Only the mother is good in the world, and the mother of the mother is like a treasure..." Whenever I hear this song, I can't help but think of my mother's love for me.

I really want to say to my mother, "Mom, it is when you encounter difficulties, give me encouragement and courage; when I achieve excellent results, tell me not to be proud, to continue to work hard; when I make a mistake, give I am reasonable and urge me to correct... Mom, you are on the road to my growth, care for me, and pour out your wholehearted love, and make selfless dedication to me. Here, I want to be sincere. Say, Mom, thank you!"

Mom, your love for me, a pile, one piece, the number is also countless. And so far, such a thing has always made me unforgettable.

That was when I was in the third grade, one day, the teacher told me to take a language test today. In the afternoon, after the teacher tried to curl the hair, I quickly scanned it again and found that some questions would not be done, and suddenly I was nervous. When I finished the questions I would do, and then looked at the questions that I wouldn’t do, my mind was blank. Regardless of it, three or seventy-one, I wrote it by memory. Time passed by, "bell...", after class, I was sitting in a chair, feeling depressed, regretting not reviewing in advance, even more afraid of bad test, go home and say to my mother.

Days, the teacher announced the test results in the class, I only got 80%, and my usual academic performance was a lot worse. Look at the classmates again, they seem to be watching me with surprise. When I was in class, the lively me, the mood of playing with my classmates, was just sitting in the classroom with a sullen mood. On the way to school, I was silent, for fear that my mother asked about my exams. I didn’t expect my mother to mention a word. When I got home, I was uncomfortably prepared to write homework, and my mother asked me about my test scores. I nervously whispered: "Tested 80." "It doesn't matter, find out why you didn't test it, and continue to work hard." Mom touched my head and said slyly. I was relieved, and my heart was relaxed. I am determined to make a good test next time.

My unremitting efforts have scored a hundred percent in the final exam. When I got home, I told my mother about this good news. My mother smiled gratifiedly. I laughed too, and I laughed so happy.

I have grown from a child who is not sensible to a fully developed student. Which infiltrated the mother how much love! This kind of love can no longer be expressed in words. I only say to my mother in my heart: Dear mother, I must study hard, be a good person, and use my actual actions to repay your kindness.

First grade: Intimate