with the first cry, we came into this world. Since those black eyes met the first sunrise, we began to live. From babbling to speaking, from ignorance to maturity, in this process, we will encounter the care and help from others. Maybe we can't repay them one by one, but we must always be grateful because of you-mother. Motherly love is like a spring rain, a clear song, which moistens things silently and lasts for a long time. Motherly love is the ultimate destination of wanderers, and it is a clear spring that moistens children's hearts. It is accompanied by children's sip and sip, and it is endless. Therefore, the lingering of maternal love is integrated into the laughter and tears of children. A mother's love is like an idyllic poem, far and pure, elegant and light; Motherly love is a landscape painting, which washes away the lead carvings and leaves it fresh and natural; Motherly love is like a affectionate song, melodious and melodious, singing softly; Motherly love is a warm wind that blows away the snow and brings infinite spring.