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Mom, accompanied me through the spring, summer, autumn and winter ... leaving many notes and weaving people's songs.
When the spring breeze touches the ground, catkins fly and spring comes. That day, the weather was particularly sunny, and the sun shone warmly on my back and on my test paper. However, my mood is not as good as the weather. When I got home, when I handed my math test paper to my father, my father gave me a good lecture, and I stood there with tears on my face. My mother came out of the kitchen and loved me very much. Try harder next time, don't be discouraged. "Then she wiped the tears from my face with rough hands. Warm in my heart, I finally feel the existence of spring. Motherly love is like spring music, which moistens your injured heart when you are sad.
The hot summer is coming quietly. That night, I was doing my homework indoors, and the air conditioner relieved me of the heat. Outside, cicadas cried knowingly. Suddenly the power went out, my mother lit a candle and groped her way to my room to accompany me. It's late at night, and cicadas are silent. Only the sound of my mother giving me a fan broke the silence of the night. ...
Autumn, autumn rain. There was no sound after school, and I forgot the rain outside the window. I'm worried. Suddenly, a head appeared outside the window, and my face was covered with raindrops. Two pairs of eyes are looking into the classroom. "Mom" I shouted, and my mother looked at me with a smile. I sat on my bike with my schoolbag on my back, and all I heard was the thin rain and my mother's gasp. This is a song of my mother.
In winter, my mother played a love song for me again. The sound of "Hua La" laundry contains mother's love and deep love. Forgetting my mother's red hands, I made her a cup of tea. "Mom, warm your hands." I saw something shining in my mother's eyes, and I knew what it was, because every season my mother paid for me, and I also had it when she played a love song for me.
The new year is coming, and my mother takes pains to play for me. Mom, one day, I will play for you. ...