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A composition describing the hard work of motherhood

I remember one time, I had a high fever, and the teacher hurriedly called you. You came to the hospital immediately after hearing the teacher's announcement. After arriving at the hospital, you kept asking me if there was anything wrong. From your eager words, I can feel your concern and love for me.

I still remember one time when I failed in an exam and only scored over 70 points. I thought you would scold me, so I planned not to let you see it, but the teacher said that I would give parents a signature, so I planned to risk your signature. But the teacher’s eyes would recognize it, so I had to tell the truth. After I gave you the test paper, you looked at it carefully, looked at my expression, and said to me: "Silly boy, do you think your mother will scold you?" "I won't do that. You will take the test this time. Just try your best next time and do everything to the best of your ability. No one can be a victorious general, and the same goes for you. "You looked at me with a look that seemed to be. Say to me, "You will definitely do well in the exam next time!" Your words are ordinary, but they seem to contain deep philosophy to me. These words will be buried in my heart forever.

Ah! Mom, you paid more than other mothers so that I could grow up happily. No matter how hard you worked, you always said you were not tired. As long as I am happy, you will feel extremely happy. Mom, you have paved a flat carpet for my life. When I fell into the muddy puddle, you inspired me when I had no courage and let me know the black and white of things. It is you who brought me to this world and made me feel happiness and frustration. It made me realize the joy of being a human being. And I only know how to enjoy your love for me, but I don't know how to repay your love for me. Mom, I can’t help but tell you that you have worked hard!

Isn’t this all for me? I remember one time, you didn’t come home until after 11 noon, and you already had backache and numbness in your legs and feet. .

As soon as I got home, I changed my shoes, threw my bag away, walked into the room and threw myself on the sofa.

At this time, my stomach was so dissatisfied that it kept shouting, "Mom, I'm hungry!" I said to you gently. You touched my head, pushed me up from the bed, prepared lunch for me as usual, and watched me wolf down the meal. You were very satisfied by the side, but you didn't eat that day.

"Mom comes home. You have worked so hard all day. Mom, mom, sit down quickly. Mom, mom, sit down quickly. Please have a cup of tea. Let me kiss you! Let me kiss you. Come on! My good mother. "This is a song I learned in middle school. I have almost forgotten it. I never understood the meaning of this song before. I never thought that you, mother, are also working hard. You call me once every day. In addition to doing everything at home, he also helped me study, taught me how to study, and taught me the principles of life, all the way until I went to bed.

In the eyes of the teacher, I am a good student, in the eyes of the neighbors, I am a good child, in the eyes of my classmates, I am a good committee member, and in the eyes of my mother, I will always be a grown-up. Child, that’s because your shoulders are enough for me to have a place of support