Beginning: Maternal love is like an idyllic poem, remote, pure, elegant and light; maternal love is like a landscape painting, which washes away the lead and ornaments, leaving fresh and natural; maternal love is the laughter that accompanies a lifetime, maternal love is Wisps of longing for the world.

People often say that there is a book in the world that can never be finished, and that is maternal love. If there is one most beautiful scenery in the world, then it is nothing else. , that is maternal love!

Ending: Maternal love is like an umbrella. The densely woven warp and weft network is the mother's meticulous care for her children. Maternal love is the ancient umbrella handle, holding up a piece of warmth. Let your children take a nap under the umbrella. The eight corners protruding from the umbrella represent that no matter where you go to the end of the world, your mother will radiate her deep love to you.

The years pass by inadvertently. , behind every hurried figure, the father's caring eyes are getting farther and farther, and the mother's familiar words are gradually forgotten. When you are exhausted physically and mentally, stop and remember the scenes of the past, and you will have a moved heartbeat.