There is a feeling that is the heaviest in the world, and that is affection; One kind of love is the deepest in the world, and that is maternal love. Mother, always with our imperceptible feelings, silently conveys endless love. ...
Time flies, and the annual "March 8" International Women's Day is ushered in. On such a day, I told my mother a story with gratitude.
A lovely little girl with beautiful big eyes found her poor eyesight when she went to kindergarten at the age of six, which made her mother very anxious. Take her to the hospital for optometry at once. However, the doctor's conclusion is even worse than expected: "Corrected vision can only reach 0.5, which is a standard amblyopia. If you want to be cured, in addition to wearing a therapeutic instrument every day, you must insist on one eye piercing, and the left and right eyes alternate, not less than 400 stitches. "
But these requirements seem too difficult for a six-year-old girl! The little girl refused to give an injection for anything. Later, after her mother's earnest persuasion, the little girl finally took the first step. Every day, her mother took the little girl through the needle. At first, she only wore 100 stitches. Mother found that the little girl was impatient, so she stopped to tell her a story or let her eat a fruit, and then inserted needles, which gradually increased to 400 needles. In order not to let the little girl insist, her mother also competed with the little girl to stimulate her interest and exercise her perseverance. In this way, with the encouragement and company of her mother, the little girl overcame many difficulties, and finally in five years, she sewed 1825000 stitches, and her corrected vision reached 1.2.
At this point in the story, I stood up excitedly and said to my mother, "Now, this little girl has grown up, and she wants to thank her mother." After that, I bowed deeply to my mother: "Mom, thank you for your love and wish you a happy holiday!" " "Mother's eyes are moist. She said excitedly, "My daughter is really sensible and can understand her mother's heart. It is really her best gift to congratulate her mother on her holiday in this special way. "
"But how much affection is there for an inch of grass to enjoy three spring scenery?" Children are like grass, maternal love is like spring, and the grass is a little green. How can we repay the nurturing feelings of sunshine, and how can we repay maternal love in case of filial piety of children?
People say that maternal love is a cool breeze, an umbrella to cover the rain and a clear spring ... but I want to say that maternal love is the driving force for progress, the sail for victory and the hope for success.