I walked with my bag on my back for a long time. As time went by, my childhood memories \ space erased my nostalgia for my hometown \ until one day, I opened my bag \ which was full of my mother's exhortations and expectations \ and realized that I had traveled in my mother's heart for a long time. However, my bag has never contained my mother's loneliness and thoughts.
In the spring of March, Liu. Last night, the rain covered my eyebrows and leaned against the window looking forward to the rain! Tears came from the goddess, and it rained cats and dogs. Who do you hate when you are confused? Love children in the morning and evening-come home early, the muddy road is a little tired. Don't ruin yourself when you are greedy. A letter from home made your relatives cry. Wandering back and forth to repel mosquitoes. After the winter plum in Wu Ye, there are silver wires hanging on the window lattice-so sad.
When I strolled in the campus with coconut wind and sea rhyme, when my classmates and I were immersed in the beautiful scenery of nature and frequently seized the opportunity to recall, I thought of my mother. At the moment, she is working hard in a factory. Her motivation is to let her daughter live a better life and stop suffering from illiteracy. My mother may have had dreams, but they were shattered by the ruthless reality. Her only comfort is that someone will continue her dream, so she learned to work like an old cow, be tenacious like red sorghum and be silent like a mountain. A mother who doesn't know "Mother's Day" still silently pays for her children on Mother's Day.
(May) Mother Fu will always be beautiful and healthy (God), and she is still worried about her at both ends of the cliff (below). On rainy nights, I miss my hometown (mother) very much. Love is infinite. In fact, the world is the same (pro). Kissing mom's palm, full of vicissitudes (10,000). I always care about things that are only for children's growth (such as wanting to call you mom in the afterlife).
In my memory, my mother's hair is black, her forehead is flat, her body is straight and her hands are greasy. Mother walks like an arrow with her feet; Mother works and her waist is like a flexible spring. How time flies! How time flies! I suddenly find that my memory is wrong. I saw my mother stumbling towards me with a basket of vegetables in the distance. I dare to run quickly, take the food basket from her rough hand and walk with her. My mother has gray hair and a gap on her forehead. Only then did I realize how much my mother had paid for this family. This is a lifelong regret. ...
Mom! Mom! M-more's mother gave me too much; O- old, she is old; T-tear this is the string of tears that my mother wiped away for me; H-heart this is the mother's childlike heart; E-eyes This is the loving eyes of the mother; Yes, this is my eternal wish to my mother! Happy Mother's Day, Mom!
My invincible mother, who claims to laugh like a flower, now smiles back and scares my father and me; My invincible mother, always boasting that cooking is the first, is actually extremely poor; My invincible mother, whose hair looks lovely from a distance, has no choice but to grow up early; My invincible mother always pretends to be natural and unrestrained, and in the face of life setbacks, she laughs loudly and says she is not afraid; My invincible mother, who loves to call me a fool, steals her youth and is playing dumb; My invincible mother, when I am warm and hot, I always pretend not to understand, which is a sign of love; My invincible mother, you are not perfect, but in my eyes, you have always been the greatest; I love invincible mother, even if you are a little poor, I just love you. My father and I are willing to grow old together with you and accompany you to the ends of the earth. Happy Mother's Day, my invincible mother!
When I was a child, my biggest dream was to fly out of my mother's palm without listening to her nagging and being controlled by her. Now I'm really alone, only to find out how childish and ridiculous this is. Every time I call home, my mother is still nagging, asking me if I'm eating well, whether I'm wearing warm clothes and taking care of my health … but I'm not bored anymore. Instead, I listened carefully to her talk about the lock at home every time. Suddenly I feel that listening to my mother is also a kind of happiness! After eating out for too long, I realized that this meal was the best cooked by my mother. Not because it is delicious, but because it is cooked with the heart of a mother's beloved son. I really want to say to my mother: forgive my daughter's unruly waywardness before! In fact, I really love you!
People say that you and I are printed in the same mold, so I think what you have is mine. When I was born, I drank your milk. I am fat, energetic and healthy. When I was five years old, I wore your lipstick. I am so naive, cute, smart and noisy; At the age of fourteen, I painted your nail polish, so shiny, so wonderful, so young, so charming; At the age of 23, I put on your little suit. I am so confident, independent, mature and steady. Everything about me comes from everything about you. I was a repeat of your age until I became a mother. I took your "maternal love" and became a real woman. I dedicated everything to my daughter and repeated my years. Mom has more white hair, especially black hair, which can't be covered. I know my mother is one year older. Mother's Day is coming in May. I want to take this opportunity to wish my mother a happy holiday and tell my daughter that I love her forever.
Mother's eyes, like two deep pools, are playing with sweet happiness and hiding disappointment and sadness; Mother's hand, like the wings of an angel, brushed away my tears and fanned a brighter sky for me; Mother's shoulders, like a green hill, bravely bear the long years; Mother's words, like raindrops in spring, carefully blew the dreams in my heart; Mother's smile makes my heart ripple; Mother's tears are frozen in my heart ... Mom, have you ever known that your love is like an old song hidden in the depths of time, and the singer is unaware of it, and the listener has already burst into tears?