One day, after class, I went home with my mother. When I walked to the door of the basement, I found a kitten behind us. The kitten meowed at us. As if she could understand the cat's language, her mother took out a piece of bread from her bag and gave it to the kitten. Then my mother and I took the elevator upstairs, but the kitten followed us all the way to the door. Seeing the poor appearance of the kitten, mother went into the room and rummaged through the closet. The kitten has its home.
Another time, my mother and I went to the mountains to play. I found a beautiful little wild flower in the grass. Its petals are orange. If you look closely, you will find that there is still a little cyan in the orange. I was attracted by its beauty and just stretched out my hand. My mother seems to have read my mind and stopped me. She said, "Son, I won't pick flowers if you look good."
So, my mother took a photo of this little flower with her mobile phone, which killed both birds with one stone. I can see this beautiful little flower every day. It can grow happily in the arms of Mother Earth and let more people appreciate its beauty.
This is my mother, a kind mother who loves life and nature!