Once when I was doing my homework, I looked up and suddenly found that all the extracurricular books were gone. I went outside and saw my mother, who was studying the above problems. On the left is an octavo paper full of numbers, and on the right is some mathematical laws she has summarized or English grammar she has learned. Only then did I understand why there were some marks on my book; Why can't I? My mother can tell me. Why should the world praise mother? Mother's care is meticulous, not only in study, but also in life. Recall that when I was a child, I had a particularly poor physique for one year. Once my mother was cooking in the kitchen and I was playing in the living room. Suddenly I coughed. My mother noticed, immediately stopped what she was doing and took me to the hospital. Because my voice was the weakest at that time, speaking with my voice could easily cause diseases such as colds. Mother is taking precautions.
When I arrived at the hospital, after the doctor's examination, I found nothing unusual, and my mother was relieved. On the way home, my mother said to me, "You must protect your health and have a balanced nutrition. Because your illness is my biggest concern, it is not as good as my own. " Only then did I know the greatness of maternal love ... thinking, thinking, my eyes blurred, and I felt the cold liquid flowing into my mouth, salty, because I knew it was my regret tears; Sweet, because I know it is the happy tears of maternal love. ...