1. The most beautiful voice in the world is the call of mother! Mother, the most beautiful and intoxicating title in the world. No matter how you describe or describe it, you can't summarize it and express its profound connotation. From the conception of a young life to independence between heaven and earth, the maternal love that embraces the world will affect the entire process of your life.

2. What is maternal love? I can’t give an exact definition. I only know that she was eagerly waiting for me before I was born, caring for me and surrounding me as I grew up. This kind of love even seeps into every pore of me until it exhausts itself, but I didn’t understand it until very late.

3. Mother is not a person to rely on, but a person who makes dependence unnecessary. ——Fischer

4. The kindness of knowing and encountering should be never forgotten.

5. The winter wind is cold and biting, but you never stay in bed like your children. You sweep away the falling snowflakes at home early, cook and wash clothes for your children.

6. Maternal love is a piece of sunshine, you can feel the warmth of spring even in the cold winter; maternal love is a clear spring, even if the soul is dusty and dusty, it can make you clear and clear; maternal love is A tree sticks to its home even if the seasons change, willing to support a green shade.

7. The mother is worried when the son travels thousands of miles, but the son is not worried when the mother travels thousands of miles.

8. There is a kind of love, great and ordinary, like the spring rain that moistens things, like the breeze blowing on the face; there is a love, selfless and broad, endless, and deep friendship. This is maternal love, which is always selfless giving without asking for anything in return.

9. When I was young, she said I was a good boy. With such a selfless and sacrificial model mother, how can one not be a good child? - Hungarian music master Liszt

10. Mother's love is generous, she sprinkles her love on the spring dew, Gave it to the autumn frost; left it to the dawn, left it to the dusk mist; gave it to the abandoned baby, gave it to the orphan; but only forgot herself.