Motherly love is the greatest power in the world. Without the help of a selfless mother, a child's mind would be desolate. This is a sentence I once read by Gorky. I think this sentence is an interpretation of maternal love. If someone asks me, what is the purest love in the world? Then I will definitely say: it is maternal love-a kind of love without any impurities. ...
From birth to maturity, my mother has paid too much for us. Time is like water, and the years are fleeting. Plumes of white hair gradually replaced her long hair, and wrinkles covered her kind face. Those smooth and shiny hands are already showing their veins standing out. In the rough fate, mother has no resentment, no curse, no hysterical scream. Mother used her calmness and her harmony to resolve the difficulties and hardships in life one by one.
In a blink of an eye, Mother's Day is coming. This is a sad festival. I really want to do something for my mother, but I don't know what I can do for her. I really want to call home, but I'm worried that I haven't called on Mother's Day for so many years. I don't know what to say. The gratitude in my heart cannot be expressed in words. The emotions in my heart may only stay in my heart, or I may just find an excuse to comfort myself. If the action cannot be realized, I'm afraid.
Time always slips through the fingers, and memory is the annual ring of the package. No matter how rough it is, it is like waves in the sea, pushing me to grow and stirring up waves in my heart.
I remember it was a night a few years ago, and our family was chatting together. I said jokingly, whenever I made a mistake, you used to hit me with a feather duster and draw a circle on the ground with chalk, making me stand still and not come out for dinner until I knew I was wrong. After a while, you didn't speak. I looked up at you, but I was caught off guard. You smiled.
I didn't do well in the last unified exam of the college entrance examination. During lunch break, I ran to the empty playground to call you. After a phone call, I was crying. I said I was afraid that the teacher would give up on me at this time. When all my classmates are working hard to make progress, I was left alone. You said to me tenderly and intimately: Son, even if everyone gives up on you, my mother will never give up on you. The most important thing for a person is to be strong.
Maternal love is wonderful in the poet's pen and affectionate in the writer's pen. Wan Li floats in the singer's ups and downs. The words of mother and son are too pale to describe your greatness or express your feelings. At this moment, a thousand words can only be turned into blessings. I wish my parents all the best, peace and happiness, and I also wish all parents in the world health and happiness.
Mother, how common and familiar it sounds, is a well-known word, but its meaning is infinitely far-reaching. The greatness of maternal love is incomparable and irreplaceable by any kind of feelings in the world. Mother's love is selfless, sacred and meticulous. She works hard and asks for nothing in return. I remember a great man once said that maternal love is the most sacred thing in the world.
Indeed, this kind of praise is too appropriate and true. Usually we will hear many poems or articles praising our mother. Every mother, whether an educated intellectual or an illiterate housewife, may treat those technical things in different ways, but she will interpret her love for her children in her own unique way. There is only one theme: I hope my children will be happy, safe and healthy. Motherly love is a true expression from the heart, without any modification. Everything she does, in the final analysis, is to love us. When a person is wronged, the first thing that comes to mind is to talk to his mother and tell all his grievances. When encountering difficulties, I will ask my mother for help at the first time until all the troubles in the incident are solved. When we made a mistake, the first person who stood up and criticized us bluntly and asked us to correct it was my mother. Then, when we make brilliant achievements and are surrounded by flowers and applause, the person standing on the side clapping silently must be my mother. Mother's heart will send out the most sincere blessing, and her face will be filled with the most sincere and bright smile.
There are many people to thank in a person's life. Of course, we will remember our friends and classmates who helped us out in adversity, as well as the stones that were willing to pave the way. They burned themselves to illuminate us and took pains to teach others. Only our mother has never been remembered, and it is often the closest person who is most easily overlooked by us. Once upon a time, we always thought that everything my mother did for us was right, because she never asked for anything in return, and she always paid unconditionally and silently. We are used to it. Now that you have grown up, what everyone should do is to treat your parents well from today, because he is the most lovable person in your life.
Let all our children take action and say to their mother loudly when Mother's Day comes: I love you! We don't want slogans, we want practical actions to prove our love for our mother. Filial piety can't wait, don't let us leave the regret that "the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, and the son wants to be filial without waiting for his relatives." It's not too late from now on.
There is a kind of love in the world, great and ordinary. This kind of love is selfless and great, and its innocence and sweetness nourish me.
Motherly love is sacred and broad. Motherly love nourishes me like spring rain and pays silently. Motherly love is like sediment in the long river of life, which is constantly washed away and accumulated by the ruthless river inside. In the memory of life, maternal love is warm, and it is the most unforgettable thing for me!
I heard such a touching story: "A young mother caught up with a wolf at an amazing speed when she saw a wolf take away a baby in its infancy. In despair, she jumped on the wolf's back. The wolf was frightened and ran for hundreds of miles, but his mother was still on the wolf. The mother beat the wolf crazily until she saved the baby. " An ordinary mother, when releasing maternal love, shows superhuman strength. It can be said that the power of motherhood is better than the laws of nature. "
Like everyone else, I have a mother who loves me. When I was a child, I was always weak and sick. My mother carried me to the clinic for injections and water hanging. However, my mother has never complained about anything, and she will not think that I am a burden. During this period, my mother asked me to supplement nutrition to improve my health and strengthen my exercise. Since then, under the care of my mother, my body has become very strong. I am growing up happily.
There is only one life, and that is what my mother gave me. This is my mother. I learned to be grateful when I grew up. I grew up under the care of this love and learned a lot. So after I left my mother, I became independent and studied alone, which made me feel the maternal love that was hard to give up and surged in my heart. Because of my mother, I learned to be grateful and grow up in happiness.
I don't think I can repay you on Mother's Day. Let me sing "Mom"! I thank you, mom. This familiar word, in gratitude, I grew up and lived happily. In fact, we have a lot to be grateful for. Let's thank our mother in a simple way. Happy Mother's Day! May all mothers in the world live a safe and healthy life.
In gratitude, my mother has done a lot for us, and we are growing up happily, so that I can live in her arms. Maternal love is great and selfless, and because of this, her arms have become my warm and happy harbor. In gratitude, I learned a lot and understood what to do in life and how to do it.
Let's grow up in gratitude! In our life, there are many grateful people and many grateful people. Whether it is ripe or not is up to us to choose? Our heart is boiling hot, and we can use it to warm our mother, because our mother is our relative, and we can tell others what is on our mind. In gratitude, we grow up healthily and happily.
Let's grow up in gratitude! Always remember mother, it is mother who makes us learn to be grateful.
Teachers often say: Behind every successful person, it seems that there is always a great woman who gives silently, and she is the mother. As the saying goes, it is good to enjoy the cool under a big tree. However, the seedlings covered under the big trees can't grow into towering trees, so it is difficult to be used as a pillar. Similarly, people are too dependent on their parents for everything and will not be independent in the future. Therefore, the most careful mother is often worried! When the child was young, the mother worried that the child was naughty and not sensible; When the child was young, the mother worried that the child would go astray because of trivial matters; When the child grows up, the mother is worried that her life will be extinguished and she will not be able to witness the child's marriage. Later, my mother was buried underground after all. Why don't you post-90s' talents cherish this feeling?
Yes, at home, as a post-90s generation, I only focus on "learning" and often neglect to help my parents do what they can. On one occasion, however, Mr. Cheng, who teaches Chinese, reminded us that mother is a selfless messenger, who can give us great love and selflessness and let us go back and wash our mother's feet. Although washing feet is small, it is enough to show a pure heart in our chest. This is not what I want.
So, when I came home from school, I couldn't help asking my mother for advice first, for fear that she would suddenly wash her feet, and she would have some concerns.
"Mom, can you let me wash your feet for a few minutes when you are free?" I asked my mother with longing.
After a while, I saw that my mother was free, so I went to ask her to sit by the bed. Then, after I got the footbath and filled it with half a basin of warm water, I put a towel on my shoulder and walked carefully with the footbath in my hand.
After that, my mother put her feet in the footbath, and I gently rubbed my feet with my thin hands.
"Hey? Why are there so many blisters on mom's feet? " I thought again, "Maybe my mother is laid off and idle at home. In order to reduce the financial burden on her family, she gets up early and is greedy for the dark every day. Yes, she bought the materials for making snacks and cut them. Help dad string vegetables. In the evening, she hurried out to set up a stall to sell snacks, regardless of the climate in spring, summer, autumn and winter, she persisted until now. There are blisters on this foot, which must be very painful. "
Thought of here, I can't help but feel a sour taste at the tip of my nose. After a while, I washed my mother's feet. I carefully dried my feet for my mother. I really want to say one word to her, just one word is enough: "Mom, I love you!" " "However, words just to my throat, I don't know how to swallow back. However, my heart is very uncomfortable!
Standing on the balcony, looking up at the cool breeze and bright moon, I silently sang a poem expressing the feelings of the ancient philosophers:
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who was careless? Make three spring scenery.
When I finished singing this poem in the dark, I couldn't help crying.
Grass turns green, wicker turns green, flowers bloom, swallows come, and the stream is playing a happy March. Oh, spring has come, and everything is full of vitality. March 8th Women's Day has arrived on this beautiful and splendid day.
In China's traditional concept, women are the general name of adult women. So this festival is a festival for mothers and all women above 18.
Today is my mother's holiday. What should I give my mother as a gift? A present for mom? Draw a card for mom? These have been sent, otherwise, write an article for mom!
When I was a child, I used to play in the courtyard of normal college almost every time after dinner. There are green grasslands, tall pines and cypresses and beautiful flowers here.
Before and after Women's Day on March 8, the magnolia flowers in Normal College were blooming brightly, and the rich fragrance of flowers penetrated into the heart and spleen, which was beautiful. Magnolia is very big, just like a flying pigeon. I always look up at the magnolia, hoping that they will fly down. I can't help shaking the magnolia tree. Magnolia tree seems unhappy and will give me a little punishment. As soon as the raging pollen fell on my chubby face and hands, I broke out in a rash, which itched.
At first, my mother didn't know that the rash was related to magnolia. She took me to see a doctor. The doctor said it's normal to have allergies in spring, so just take some medicine. But my mother is always worried about whether it will cause asthma or habitual allergies every spring. She took good care of me in that way and carefully observed what allergies were. After all food allergies are ruled out, I still get a rash every once in a while, and then I get over it inexplicably. Hehe, that's because I always want Magnolia to fly down to play with me, but I can't help shaking the tree, and I'm always impatient. If Magnolia ignores me, it will run to other places to play.
After that, I didn't have allergies until the second spring came, and my mother finally felt relieved.
Another time was when the magnolia bloomed. At the moment, I was keen on roller skating. I skated round and round from the teachers' college, and I had long forgotten my love for magnolia last year.
The breeze brought a strong magnolia fragrance, and the mother walking under the tree couldn't help but look up and sigh: "It smells good!" Haha, a miracle happened. My mother, who rarely has a rash on her face, is allergic, so she seems to have found the source of allergies. So my mother hurried home and took anti-allergic drugs. When the rash healed, she went to shake under the magnolia tree, and sure enough, it broke out again. Mom was very happy, so she took the medicine quickly, and then went to the magnolia tree to do experiments, and she broke out in a rash again. It's Mulan's allergy. Mom finally found the source of my allergy!
My dear mother, for the sake of her daughter's health, does not hesitate to do experiments on herself; My dear mother, for the sake of her daughter's health, is not afraid of rash and spots.
Mom, dear mom, thank you, thank you! Being your daughter in this life is my luck and my happiness. Mom, dear mom, today is your holiday, I wish you a happy holiday! May you always be young and beautiful!
I also wish all mothers and aunts a happy holiday! Happy and healthy!