I am not an emotional woman, but I used to be rich in the words "An inch of grass". At dusk, I am so grateful to the world for its pity for this inch of grass.

The weather in winter makes people extremely sensitive to warmth, and so do I. For most people, gratitude to parents is an old topic that has gradually become boring, but I am still eager to use this inch of grass to tell the feelings of "having three flowers in spring" in this deep winter season. Winter nights are very cold, but my mother will come to me step by step against the cold air at night, remembering the cold and warmth for me. In the early morning of winter, before dawn, the breakfast on the table was steaming, and my mother had already disappeared in the morning fog. So is my father in a foreign land. Every night, a phone call and a reminder are enough. It is such a special feeling that it warms the whole winter. The heart full of grass in the chest has been attacked more and more strongly.

Many people's understanding of an inch of grass is limited to mothers, but I am different. I am still grateful to my teachers for giving me an inch of grass. In the spring and autumn of fifteen years, I stumbled a little. It was the teacher who straightened my messy steps. The test results are always unsatisfactory. The first person to comfort me is the teacher. Because of this, I will gradually get rid of my childishness. It is also the teacher who is sick at home and makes more than a dozen phone calls a day. In this winter, it is enough to warm the cold air in the room. Teachers are the truest and kindest words to enrich our whole prosperous years with our parents, and I can't earn all this back. I had to write down the fiery heart of an inch of grass in words as a small gratitude to the teacher. Because of the kindness of the teacher, my heart can't stop growing. At this point, I am also barren.

It's getting dark, because of you, my world is still sunny. I am an inch of grass. Because you are still warm in the sun, I can go further in this world. An inch of grass, just for you, slammed my chest.

Every inch of grass has a perfect composition (2)

Mom, my mother, when I open my vacant eyes, your face is deeply imprinted on my heart; Mom, my mother, on the way of growing up, your love accompanied me to complete the long journey; Mom, my mother, when I am a daughter, I am young and handsome, but you have white hair early! Mom, my mom! -inscription

Motherly love is a piece of sunshine, even in the cold winter, you can feel the warmth of spring; Motherly love is a clear spring, even if the dust of the soul flies, it can make us clear; Motherly love is a tree. Even if the seasons cycle, it sticks to its home and is willing to support a green shade.

Once I asked my mother, "Mom, why do you love me so much? Why do you give me everything? " My mother raised her mouth and gently stroked my little face. She said, "Fool, because you are your mother's child born in October!" " "

My mother once said to me, "Baby, you are the sun in my life. Without you, my life would be dull. Without you, there will be no light in my world! " "

I once said to my mother, "Mom, you are the oxygen in my life. I can't breathe without you. Without you, my world will have no glory! " "

This city is so confused. Tall buildings divide the sky into pieces of broken faces. Everyone is speeding up and trying to keep up with the times. I fell down. Of the millions of people in this city, only you stop and carry me to meet the challenge of the next second!

You gave me everything, and this is a debt that I will never pay off. Your concern and careful care are my courage to live. You always say that you are sorry for me and can't bring me into a rich family, but, mom, I don't complain, because your love for me has already surpassed anything in the world!

I can't imagine how I can live without you. Maybe I really will die. You are too important to me. I feel sorry for you. You work 12 hours a day to make me live a better life. I feel sorry for you. I feel sorry for you because you haven't bought yourself a decent dress for so many years; I love you dearly. I love you as a mother and father for so many years. I try my best to make me grow up as happy as other children. I love you, I love you more than other women, and there is no man around to take care of you. ...

Mom, I often can't help but want to hug you and coquetry in your arms. In my heart, you are better than all idols!

I am determined to be a useful person and support this family. Although I am still young, I will grow up one day and I will let you live the best life. One day, you will be proud of me, and I will do my best to prove to the world that poor children will not be poor all their lives! You said you can do great things as long as you are not poor!

I am on my way to success step by step. My grass is destined to thrive one day. I will be stronger than other grasses. If I fail, I will stand up, because I have the greatest mother in the world. Because of you, I am not afraid of the wind and rain ahead!

But how much love does an inch of grass have? It's a three-inch swing!

Every inch of grass has a perfect composition (3)

I thought you didn't love me.

So when crossing the street, you didn't reach out and hug me like other children's fathers, and then waited for the traffic lights quietly, but pointed? The other side of the road motioned for me to go by myself. When I walked to the roadside with trembling legs, you still didn't reach out and hug me, but looked at me and smiled proudly.

I thought you didn't love me.

So when I was fighting and crying with my friends, you didn't coax me with a beautiful and lovely doll, but wrote something on your desk. When I put Jin Doudou under the quilt helplessly, you didn't wipe me with a soft tissue like my mother did. I only saw your casual eyes sneak by a few times.

I thought you didn't love me.

So when I learned to ride a bike and fell down, you didn't come to help me pat the dust on my body immediately, and Wenwen's father next door would run over to help her in three steps and two steps. Is it painful? Ask this and that, but I can only get up in your expectant eyes and continue to practice.

I thought you didn't love me.

So, when I burned the midnight oil countless times, sweating profusely, and won a red prize, you didn't pick me up excitedly to praise me and didn't give me any reward. You just said that you would continue to work hard, and I can only silently say to myself that success is nothing, and then continue to cheer, just to win your approval.

I thought you didn't love me.

So when I ate the red dates you bought for entertaining guests, I thought you would laugh it off, and at best said not to be so greedy next time. But what I didn't expect was that you ignored the advice of the guests and punished me for doing housework and watching me? Qu, what you showed me was serious.

I thought you didn't love me.

So when I came home from school late because I was naughty, you not only didn't greet me warmly, but also questioned my "whereabouts" like a policeman interrogating a prisoner, so I have to report to you on time next time so as not to be bombarded by your preaching.

I thought you didn't love me.

So when I was studying in a junior high school far from home, I seldom saw you. My mother always comes to see me. Even if you pass by here for work, you won't come to see me at school, even if I see you craning your neck at the school gate countless times every Friday before the holiday.

White clouds are silent, telling the story of love with beautiful scenery; Grass? Start a prairie fire with green. Don't, dear dad, you are so silent? Or, you have expressed your love, but I didn't notice it?