Whenever I encounter difficulties, my mother is always with me. I remember one time, I got sick because I ate something unclean. I have a fever and diarrhea all night. Mom is in a hurry. She will take my temperature for a while and give me medicine for a while. The next morning, when I opened my eyes, I saw her bloodshot eyes and a tired face. I know, she didn't sleep a wink all night. But she still smiled and said to me, "Is it better?" Listening to my mother's words, my heart is sour.
My mother is also my "die-hard" supporter. Whenever I get good grades, my mother always gives me a thumbs-up in the distance and wishes me well. Whenever I fail, my mother always encourages me to keep trying. What impressed me the most were the three good friends who went to participate in the provincial guzheng competition in 2007. Their grades are all better than mine. When I learned the result of the game, I felt terrible and couldn't help crying. Mother gently dried my tears, pulled me aside and whispered to me, "the result of the game is not important." The important thing is that we have the courage to participate this time, and we have also seen the advantages of other students and found our own shortcomings. When we get home, we need to continue to work hard and compare with them next time, ok? "
"The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward son."