1. The wandering son sings about maternal love
The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wandering child
The seams are tight before leaving, and I am afraid that I will return later
< p>Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will reap three rays of springFor thousands of years, maternal love has been praised by us. "Motherly love" is such a sacred and broad word, and maternal love gives us warmth like the rising sun in spring. , maternal love is like a green shade in summer, blocking out the hot summer.
If someone asks me what is the greatest love in the world? I will answer without hesitation - maternal love! I wonder if the students remember who made us grow up by pooping and peeing, who stayed by your side day and night when you were sick, who encouraged you and comforted you when you were frustrated, etc. They are all our dear mothers. They have used their actions to prove how much they love their children, but they do not ask for anything in return. She only hopes that her children can study hard and become the pillars of the country in the future. Good days, that's all.
I heard this story: Youzi was a famous poet in ancient my country. One time, because Youzi had to go out, the old mother at home was afraid that he would get cold, so she sewed him up stitch by stitch. Clothes, let’s ask an old man how difficult it is to sew a piece of clothing. But Youzi's mother sewed this dress for Youzi, and every stitch and every stitch was filled with a mother's deep love for her children, so Youzi picked up a pen and wrote this song "Youzi Yin" that has been recited to this day. "
In the poem "Wandering Son's Song", I have a lot of insights into this sentence: "There is a tight gap before departure, and I am afraid that I will return late." As a mother, I hope that my children can accompany me every day. Around them, the reality is too cruel. When the children grow up, they have to leave their mothers and go out to make a living. But none of us can understand the pain in my mother's heart at this time. Mothers are always worried that we will get tired or suffer outside. They put us first in everything and consider everything for us. In today's high-tech era of 2011, many teenagers take this kind of mother's love for us for granted. We should think that whatever our parents do to us is what they should do, but classmates, have you ever thought about why your parents treat you like this? Why are you so nice? Is all this just because he is our parent, so he should? It would be a big mistake to think so. All of this is due to their love for us. It is all love! Every parent loves their children deeply. For the sake of their children, they are willing to give up everything, even sacrifice their own lives to protect their children. But how many children are willing to trade their lives for the lives of their parents? I can't say there are none, but I can say there are very few. It's not that we don't love our parents, it's just that our love is not deep enough, and our love for our parents is not so broad. Thinking of this, will the students feel a sense of guilt?
The love our parents have for us can withstand the test of time, the ravages of wind and rain, and the vicissitudes of life. If our parents love us so deeply, then should we care more about our parents? ? Should we think more about our parents? Should I be a competent son or daughter?
The word "mother's love", like the wind, blows into every corner of my body and touches every part of my soul. The word "mother's love", like the fire, lights up the darkest place in my heart. , I praise maternal love, but I praise maternal love even more. He has given us too much love, more than can be expressed in words. . . . . .
2. Love never grows old. What it retains is the eternal flame and immortal brilliance. The existence of the world depends on it as nourishment.
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Big trees grow tall and tall because they are protected by the earth; birds fly freely because they are protected by the sky; we play happily , because my mother protects me. The big trees add vitality to the earth, and the birds add color to the sky, but what we add to our mother is a burden and a trace of heartache.
When I was a child, my mother often went out, and I spent very little time with her. Therefore, in my impression, my mother was a stranger, a passerby who I met by chance in my life. acquaintance. However, the landlord and his wife took great care of me and took me to play when my parents were busy. As time went by, I became familiar with them. I spent more time with them than with my mother. In this way, I became more and more distant from my mother and became closer to them, as if they were my real relatives.
Later, we returned to our hometown and said goodbye to them. My mother doesn’t go out frequently anymore, and she stays at home for longer and longer periods of time, but she and I are still like strangers. I never greet her and almost never talk to her. In my eyes, she is dispensable. It didn't affect me at all, but my mother didn't mind my attitude towards her and still worked silently for me.
I remember one time, my father was ill and was hospitalized. I went to the hospital to visit my father. I passed by a friend's house on my way back. Since it was still early, I went to my friend’s house to play for a while. Time flew by quickly, and an hour passed. My mother, who was at home, still didn’t see me coming back, so she called my father. My father said that I had gone back a long time ago and should be home now. So my mother frantically searched the whole village, even the corners, but there was still no trace of me.
My mother was anxious and kept calling my name. She hurriedly greeted everyone who passed by and asked him if he had seen me. And I was watching all this quietly at the corner. She looked miserable, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and two strings of crystal tears slid down her cheeks. Her hoarse cry sounded fragile and helpless. She searched anxiously until she found me standing at the corner. She ran up and hugged me tightly, as if if she let go, I would disappear in the next second. When I saw my mother's fragility and helplessness as she anxiously searched for me, something seemed to begin to melt in my heart. I feel my mother's deepest love for me, which will not change over time, because my mother's love is always firm.
Maternal love is great, it will tolerate everything you do; maternal love is selfless, it will pay for you silently; maternal love is firm, it will never change. The earth and the sky have been rewarded, but the mother has not been rewarded, but she still loves us and does everything for us, unknown to the public. Maternal love is love without asking for anything in return. Mother is the one who gives birth to maternal love. Let us sing the praises of maternal love and our great mother!
3. What remains unchanged is the deep maternal love
Love is the eternal theme and unchanging tone of mankind. Love is a supreme, pure and beautiful emotion, like the sun warming a person's gray and cold cheeks, like rain and dew moistening a person's dry eyelids, like mother's love irrigating the young me!
People will weaken because of the passage of time;
People will also become more energetic and have the courage to challenge suffering because of the passage of time;
< p>Water will dry up due to the sucking of soil;Air will become dirty due to pollution;
But maternal love will always remain unchanged! She includes her love for her children that is “higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea”! Woodenware is indestructible, and maternal love is spotless...
Some people may be stupid enough to ask, "What is maternal love and what does maternal love symbolize?" Then, let me tell you! Maternal love is the most selfless emotion. It is like the rain of spring, falling on our hearts. Although it is silent, it nourishes the seedlings of life. However, due to differences in living environment, cultural background, and personal personality, maternal love manifests itself in different ways.
What does maternal love symbolize?
Maternal love symbolizes nobility. If you use money to exchange maternal love, it is a dark and despicable sale. If you use money to repay maternal love, it is ignorant and shallow desire.
Maternal love also symbolizes drowning. Although protection is also a kind of love, it sounds like love, but in fact it is harmful. But the highest state of love is to dare to point out the other person's mistakes bluntly. Forgiving mistakes is beautiful, but supporting mistakes is ugly! Although good advice may be offensive, it can be like a mirror to reflect on your own mistakes! Viewed from a high distance, protecting is a kind of irresponsible love!
Mother's love symbolizes the buds that have just sprouted in spring, tender and soft, stroking and embellishing your young heart!
Because you have experienced the vicissitudes of time, you have changed, become mature, and become knowledgeable...
Also because of the change of seasons, everything becomes more vibrant. , even more gorgeous!
What about maternal love?
This kind of selfless feeling has entrusted the love of so many pairs of children and bathed in the love of so many pairs of children. This kind of deep love and this kind of deep affection will never change. . Although the umbilical cord connecting us to our mother's body has been cut when we are just born, our spiritual blood relationship with our mother remains difficult to cut throughout our lives. The so-called "the umbilical cord is constantly cut, and the mother's love is constantly cut"! That's it...
Because you have a spiritual blood relationship with your mother, this strong maternal love can never be changed! It is also because of your mother's deep concern and love for you that you know that maternal love is sacred and pure...
Mother's love can be expressed in various forms, including a quilt; A cordial greeting; a caring look and other small actions are all out of love! Love is understanding and support, trust and consideration. Love is the tug-of-war between selfishness and dedication, the competition between money and sincerity, and the collision between protection and honesty.
The world is changing with each passing day, but what remains unchanged is the deep maternal love! Like fish's dependence on water, birds' yearning for the sky...