During the summer vacation, I read some of Bing Xin's poems, among which I was deeply moved by several poems praising maternal love.
Bing Xin saw a red lotus covered by lotus leaves on a rainy day and wrote, "Mom!
You are a lotus leaf, and I am a red lotus. The raindrops in my heart are coming. Except you, who is the shade under my unobstructed sky? In Bing Xin's view, "maternal love" is boundless and great, and it is the only reliable refuge in life.
In almost everyone's mind, maternal love is the most selfless. Who brought us to this colorful world? Who cares about our growth? Who works hard for us every day? It's mom!
It's our dear mother. Mother is the warmest harbor in our life journey, and maternal love is the most holy flower in the world.
Year after year, my mother worked hard to raise me like a hardworking gardener. I don't know how much effort she put into it. My mother has been encouraging me and worrying about me. I only hope that one day I can become an extraordinary person among ordinary people. Ruthless years left a mark on my mother's forehead. However, my mother's love for me is not only constant, but also deeper.
Motherly love is the cool breeze in midsummer; Motherly love is a warm fire in winter; Motherly love is a timely umbrella in heavy rain. The greatest love in the world is love from the heart. Mother's heart is pure and supreme. Every mother in the world has a sincere heart and the most sincere love for her children.
Ah! Holy and selfless maternal love!
I love you, great mother!
I am very happy during the National Day holiday this year. My mother came back to see me from Shanghai. But soon there will be only the last day of the happy National Day holiday. I think every second of this day is precious, but the old man can never give me longer. I think the more precious time is, the faster it makes me feel. In an instant, the whole morning passed.
When I was at school, I always felt that time passed too slowly, so it was no big deal to waste some time. But at home, I feel that time is rejecting me. Time flies, time flies. In the evening, after dinner, I watched TV with my mother, feeling that the program I watched with my mother was particularly wonderful. After watching it for a while, my mother let me sleep. But I don't want to get up for a long time. I think today is the last night I live with my mother. Once asleep, I woke up the next day. I have to go to school and my mother is going back to Shanghai. I love my mother so much that I don't want her to go. I want to cherish every minute she spends with me. But I have no choice but to go to bed and waste the last eight hours.
When I was lying in bed, I thought that my mother would leave tomorrow, and tears poured out and soaked most of the pillows. Then, my face was red and I went to my mother's side. When my mother saw my eyes were red, she knew something was wrong with me and asked me what was wrong. I didn't say anything, but my mother still knew and said, "I know, you think I'm leaving tomorrow." It's urgent! " Besides, this year, I will wait until you come back from the winter vacation, won't I? ""nothing, it will be fine in a month or two. Soon, as long as you listen carefully, you will feel that time flies. Won't you see me soon? So stop crying now and go to sleep! "I shook my head desperately and cried in my mother's arms for a long time. I don't know why I fell asleep.
I went to school in the morning and my mother left in the afternoon. Nine days later, I came back, but my mother was gone, leaving me, my grandfather and my grandmother at home. But when I think of what my mother said to me, there is a fire and a force in my heart. I think the source of this strength is my mother's love for me. Although love is in ordinary things, its power is enormous. No matter my mother is no longer with me, I know she loves me. I will always love my mother whether she can stay with me or not.
Tears in the young mother's eyes are crystal clear. I held my children in my arms and listened to them tell true stories in tears.
Last Sunday, a young mother took her child to take a bath. The child seems to be ill and his face is not very good. The young mother has been taking care of the child carefully and washing it gently. But the accident still happened, and the child suddenly twitched and fell in the bathtub. There was a scream in the bathroom, but everyone was at a loss. The young mother picked up the child and rushed out of the bathroom with nothing on. She picked up a small blanket in the outer room of the bathroom and wrapped it up for the child. When she was taking a bath, she quickly pulled the sheets off the bed, wrapped them around herself, and rushed out of the bathroom barefoot. When I heard this, my heart pulled tightly. The nearest community medical clinic is also about 1000 meters away from the toilet. The young mother ran barefoot to the clinic. After careful examination and medication by the doctor, the child woke up and everyone was relieved. Only then did they notice the young mother: her hair was wet, her feet were bare, and she was only wrapped in a sheet, standing in the hospital bed trembling feebly! She is still immersed in the fear that the child was ill just now! She didn't think about herself at all, and didn't take into account her warmth and image! Her heart only has love and deep concern for her children!
Hearing this, my heart was filled with tears. Although the spring in the north is not cold, the weather has suddenly cooled down these days, so you should wear a cotton-padded jacket! I seem to see the respectable and great mother shivering in the cold wind. My tears finally fell, and I heard from people who had experienced it personally that there was silence in the bathroom, only tear drops's voice. The child curiously stroked my tearful face with chubby little hands, at a loss! I held the child tightly in my arms! I was moved by that mother, by that earth-shattering love. Is there any greater, nobler and more selfless love in the world than maternal love? Whether the child is happy or in crisis, as long as there is a mother, maternal love will create a miracle of love!
I remember watching a TV program about a mother who had a heart attack. When she was shopping, she put the child at home to play, and the balloon the child played flew out of the window, so the child climbed up the window to get the balloon. This scene happened to be seen by my mother who came home from shopping. She dropped the basket, flew as fast as she could, and caught the child falling from the seventh floor with her body. The child was safe and sound. However, the mother with heart disease left forever. Later, someone took a test. From the mother's position to the child's landing position, a strong young man tried his best to pick up the doll that fell on the same floor as the child, but failed to catch it! Experts say that from the position where the mother threw the basket to the position where the child fell, it is impossible for the world-class sprint champion to run to catch the child at that moment. However, a woman with heart disease has created a miracle, so what supports her? What gave her so much energy? It is a mother's love that can make the earth move and make the ghosts cry and howl! Motherly love can work miracles!
My heart is full of warm feelings! What is maternal love? How much do we really know? How much have you read? From crying to mother as a baby, to doting on mother as a child, and then to attachment to mother as a teenager, how important the mother occupies in our life during the growth of each of us! Motherly love never stops! No matter whether we succeed or fail, in my mother's eyes, we are all treasures that she will never grow up! She won't care how successful you are, as long as her children are safe, happy and healthy! Each of us seems to enjoy maternal love with a clear conscience and even take it for granted. We have really experienced a lot of mother's bitterness and hardship! We know how many mothers really need it! Sometimes in the face of mom's dear nagging, we will refute and condemn impatiently! Have we ever seen tears in our mother's eyes? That is the best interpretation of love! It's a grievance and a bitter tear, but the mother won't care about anything with her children! Her love is broad! She will only endure grievances and chew the bitterness of life alone! What exactly did we give our mother? Some material compensation, do you think you have repaid your mother's painstaking care? Can we repay our mother's love so cheaply? How many times have we been to the park and seen movies with our mother? Let alone take my mother on a trip? In the joy of our family holiday, did you hear my mother's sigh and yearning for mountains and rivers? No, we only care about whether we are happy or not and whether our children are happy. We seldom think of our mother! Material satisfaction can't make up for mother's mental loss!
Love our mothers, look at their white hair and wrinkles, and look at their selfless love and dedication! Grateful for maternal love! Don't let mom heartache again! We all have parents one day! Facing children, as parents, can we deeply reflect on our love for our mother? Love can be copied and continued! Love is selfless giving and giving! Don't ask for anything in return or demand.
I am deeply moved when I think about it.
I remember when I was in the second grade, one afternoon after school, it suddenly rained heavily. I waited for my mother to pick me up at the school gate with an umbrella.
After a while, my mother came by electric car. I looked at my mother and found that she didn't have an umbrella!
I asked my mother anxiously, "It's raining so hard, why don't you take an umbrella?"
Mother said: "I saw it raining, so I came to pick you up from school quickly, and I didn't have time to bring my umbrella." It doesn't matter, son, as long as you don't get wet, I'm relieved. "
Sitting on the electric car, my mother asked me from time to time: "Son, is it cold?" Do you want to ride slowly? "Because I care about my mother, I always say," Nothing! Nothing! "
When I got home and got off the electric car, I was shocked: I saw my mother. I'm soaked to the skin and shaking from time to time! I asked my mother anxiously, "Mom, are you cold?"
Mom just replied, "Nothing, I'm not cold. Let's go home first. "
When I got home, I poured a cup of hot water for my mother. I asked her strangely, "mom, I want to give you an umbrella in the car." Why don't you say no? "
Mother said, "That will get you wet." It doesn't matter, as long as you are okay! "
Motherly love is like an umbrella, which provides me with shelter, warmth and strength. "But how much love there is in an inch of grass, I got three rays of spring." Mom, I love you! I will study hard, grow up healthily, and repay your kindness when I grow up!
My mother has been taking care of me since I was born. I don't know what maternal love is, so I am full of fantasies about maternal love.
I was naughty when I was a child, and my mother always helped me clean up the mess again and again. Mother not only goes to work every morning, but also takes care of me as a troublemaker. I can see my mother's busy figure every day, but there will always be trouble. My mother always pays silently for me with selfless maternal love. At that time, I was always full of doubts when I saw my mother's busy figure. Why is my mother always busy walking around? I have this doubt since I was a child. Now I understand why my mother is always busy, because I used to be so naughty that I made the house a mess. My mother does a general cleaning every day.
Once I had a high fever, my mother got up in the middle of the night and took me to the hospital. At that time, I vaguely saw my mother's anxious expression, and probably understood the word maternal love, which has many explanations. My mother stayed with me all night when I had a high fever, and my mother stayed up all night. I turned over and woke up my mother. My mother was relieved to see me safe and sound.
One night, I saw my mother still cleaning there. I was moved by her selfless maternal love. My mother has to do some endless housework every day. Mom, thank you for your selfless maternal love for me. You let me know that maternal love is not vigorous, but it is this selfless maternal love that makes me really understand that mother is irreplaceable. Mom, thank you for your silent contribution to my childhood growth.
"Mom, thank you!" I want to say to you sincerely: "mom, I love you, thank you for your silent contribution along the way!" " "
As far as I can remember, my mother has been nagging me from time to time.
Compared with other mothers, mother's nagging has a characteristic-her nagging starts regularly, starting at around 7: 00 in the morning and ending at 9: 00 in the evening.
The first sentence I hear every morning is my mother's nagging: "Zhu, why don't you get up?" It's seven o'clock! You see ... "I struggled to get up, get dressed, brush my teeth, and finally walked out of the house. I heard my mother nagging me to concentrate on class and remember to have breakfast or something. For these, I also "hmm ... hmm ..." promised to go there. When I got to school, I forgot all these words and just wanted to play with my classmates.
In the afternoon, as soon as I stepped into the house, the first thing I heard was my mother's nagging: "Why did you come home so late ..."
At night, nagging gets worse. If you do your homework slowly, you will be nagged, if you go to urinate slowly, you will be nagged several times if you are bored. In a word, it's really annoying to be nagged, no matter it's big or small!
Until one day, a book completely changed my view, that is Ji Xianlin's Ten Years of Studying in Germany. In the book, I was deeply impressed by Mr. Ji Lao's yearning for his mother after he left his motherland for Germany. Between the lines of "Ten Years of Studying in Germany", Mr. Ji Lao's nostalgia for his mother is evident. He misses his mother as well as his own. As recorded in his diary1935165438+1October 28th: "From a few days ago, the landlady told me that her son came home from school today, and she was very happy ... but she was a little depressed because his son never came back. She added that there was another bus in the evening and maybe he would come back. Seeing her expression reminds me of my mother buried underground in my hometown. I really want to cry! I realized at this moment that all mothers in the world are the same! " It was a common thing for my son to come home from school, but it was a big event in the eyes of the landlady. Therefore, all mothers in the world are the same. My mother's nagging is not to trouble me, but to love me.
I thought of my mother's nagging again. I found that my mother's nagging words reminded me to get up early in the morning, go to school seriously and go home early ... My mother's words urged me to do everything well like an alarm clock. ...
Mother's nagging is a sign of love. And this kind of love is called maternal love.
This time, I understand maternal love.
Motherly love is like an endless book, which gives us a lot of knowledge, so that we can learn and live forever.
I remember one night it was raining cats and dogs. I feel very uncomfortable. I slowly said to my mother, "Mom, I'm, I'm so cold!" " "Mother hurriedly said," daughter, what's the matter with you? Will you have a fever? "Mom touched my forehead as she spoke." God, it's so hot! "So, I braved the storm and heavy rain and was carried to the hospital. In the process of coming, my mother always inclined her umbrella to my side, so as not to let the rain fall on my timid body and let the rain fall on myself.
When I arrived at the hospital, I saw that half of my mother's clothes were soaked and her mouth was still beating and cutting. I see, in order to protect me, my mother would rather get wet in the rain. My mother helped me to the hospital bed, then brought me tea and water, covered me with a quilt and comforted me. ...
The next day, I woke up and saw my mother taking a nap on me. When my mother saw me get up, she quickly asked me, What's the matter? What's the matter? After I said no, my mother smiled comfortably. Suddenly, when I saw the blood in my mother's eyes, I realized that my mother had stayed up all night to take care of me.
Motherly love is really great! I will never live up to my mother's expectations. When I grow up, I will definitely repay my parents.
In my mind, many things are gradually forgotten by many people as time goes by. Only my mother's love for me is so clear and impressed me so deeply. ...
My mother is tall, with bright eyes and neat clothes. She looks so simple, generous and approachable. With a ponytail on his head, he looks energetic when he walks.
My mother has always given me meticulous care. What I can't forget most is a night in the fourth grade of primary school. I don't know what I ate at night, and my stomach hurts like waves, which makes me toss and turn in bed and moan. But I'm still quiet, because my father has gone out to work and my mother is getting tired every day. I want my mother to have a sweet and beautiful sleep, and I don't want to wake her.
But my mother's ears are as sensitive as bats, and she hears my tiny groans. She dressed quickly and ran to my room. As soon as I entered the room, my mother quickly asked me, "Chen Jie, what's wrong with you?" I didn't speak. My mother was even more panicked when she saw that I didn't talk. She quickly helped me get dressed and carried me to the hospital. On the way to the hospital, my mother kept comforting me and said, "Chen Jie, you are a man. You can definitely overcome this difficulty! "
On the way, my mother carried me behind my back and finally came to the hospital. As soon as I entered the hospital, my mother didn't put me down, so she called the doctor to check me. After careful examination by the doctor, there is no serious problem. Just take some medicine. Mother relaxed her nervousness and followed the doctor to get the medicine.
I sat in a chair and looked at my mother's busy figure. My eyes blurred and I cried. Crying this time, I feel the taste of crying is so happy, so sweet and so warm.
Love, although only one word, is full of affection. Today, the teacher assigned us a homework: Tell my parents I love you.
I was walking home, thinking about how to say these three words to my mother. Extremely contradictory in my heart. Please, a man, it's embarrassing to say such disgusting things; Anyway, I'm afraid I can't finish my homework. My mother has raised me for so many years and I'm sorry for her love for me for more than ten years. There seems to be a fierce debate in my heart, which makes me fidgety. I racked my brains and finally came up with a way to kill two birds with one stone-write it on paper for my mother to see.
I already have a plan in mind. As soon as I got home, I quickly did my homework and finished my meal. While my mother was taking a bath, I wrote five words on the paper: Mom, I love you. I quietly walked to the computer desk, put the note on the desk, and then crept into bed, pretending to sleep with my eyes half closed, imagining what my mother would look like after seeing the note. Suddenly the door creaked open, and the person who came in was very light, as if stepping on the glass for fear of breaking, so I decided it was my mother. She went to the bed, kissed my forehead and said, "My dear son has grown up, and I love you too." Say that finish, he quietly left. The warm place on my forehead, like a warm current rushing all over my body, makes my heart sweeter than eating honey. That night, I slept soundly ...
Since childhood, our parents have devoted all their love to us. Should we also express our love for our parents, even if we only say three words: I love you?