Prose on maternal love 1: "Only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are like treasures,,,," I still clearly remember that this is the first nursery rhyme I can sing. When I first started singing this song, I hummed at home every day. My mother listened to me with a faint smile on her face and her eyes filled with love for me.
Motherly love is like a bottomless pit, which you can enjoy and take away without asking for any feedback. Motherly love is like the first ray of sunshine in the middle of winter, warm and warm. Even at the ends of the earth, you can experience infinite warm maternal love like the first ray of breeze in spring. Motherly love is like the first spring in summer, clear and cool. Even in a foreign land, you can always hear the tinkling heartstrings. Motherly love, like the first cloud in autumn, is gentle and pure. Even if you are far away, you can still feel your warm heart.
Some people say that maternal love is complicated, but I think maternal love is very simple. In your life, maternal love is everywhere. When you are frustrated outside, maternal love will make you feel warm and let you know that there is someone behind you who is silently supporting you. When you are worried about how to move forward, go back to your mother's arms and she will show you the way forward.
At this moment, I am a middle school student. During my rebellious youth, I often quarreled with my mother. Restrain yourself every time and don't talk back. But I still can't help but say a word or two. At this time, my mother was angry with me for talking back. Every time I talk back to my mother, I always regret it. Why can't I control myself? My mother has raised me for more than ten years. I know very well how good she is to me, but I can't control my emotions. I've always quarreled with my mother recently. At this moment, I finally understand why my mother is so strict with me. She is good for me, so that I can have a good future and live a better life in the future! Borrow wisdom from Zhuge Liang
Maternal love is the purest, most selfless and greatest love in the world. It surrounds each of us all the time, allowing us to live carefree in the ocean of love. When we are frustrated and lonely, maternal love is comfort, a clear spring of sadness, and a harbor to look for when we are confused; When we are in the spring breeze, maternal love is a smile in the dark corner.
Essay 2 on maternal love: maternal love is like water, and father loves mountains.
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Home is a warm harbor, my father is a towering mountain, which straightens the height of my life, and my mother is a stream, which contains my selfishness. How can I repay my mother's worry and my father's long-distance gray hair? One step at a time, full of vicissitudes, my mother's smile is by my side. Whenever faced with collapse, my father's shoulders propped me up. Mother gave her dependence to her father, her expectation to her children and her love to her family, but her father gave me a shoulder. How many times have I raised my family with a pen? How many times have I compared my father to tea, my mother to water and me to a glass of water? Compare my father to Qiu Shu, my mother to autumn leaves, and I to autumn fruits ... Alas, I don't know why I always cry and feel guilty when I write about my parents. Father, mother and son wish you health and happiness forever. Father, mother and son miss you, love you and accompany you for life!
Fatherly love is the reincarnation of bitter life, as selfless as maternal love! Motherly love is disappointment again and again, falling silently into the water without a trace.
Father's love has no cliff, and mother's love is like the sea. Father's love will accompany me all my life. If the mother is water, then the father is a mountain, tall and mighty ... maybe sometimes we don't need a lot, maybe sometimes we will feel bored. But my parents will always be there, quietly waiting for us to go home. ...
Why do we feel that fathers love mountains and mothers love water? That's because: the greatness of a father's love is that his shoulders are like mountains, and you can rely on them; The greatness of maternal love lies in that the mother's arms are like water, not in earth-shattering feats, but only in every miss, every reminder and even every look, giving you a lost hug; Father's chest is like the sea, so he can swim. Mother's arms are like the sky, accompanied by laughter and laughter of life, which is the yearning for traveling around the world; Father's hand is like a rudder, which makes you sail and sail; The female camel's heart is like the Sahara desert, and the female camel jumps into the deep pool to let the young camel who is dying of thirst drink water; Father's heart is like iron, you can beat it; Mother's heart is full of care; Father's love is like wine, which makes you intoxicated; Motherly love is like a needle, and the concern of children before their sickbed is anxious; Father's love is like cotton, you can participate in it ... and the only constant of parents is their selfless love for their children!
Father's love, it is like white wine, spicy and warm, intoxicating; Motherly love is like coffee, bitter and mellow, which is easy to cheer people up; Father's love is a mountain peak, which makes your body and mind calm and firm even if you bear the wind, frost, rain and snow; Motherly love is like tea, plain and kind, which makes people naturally fresh; Father's love is a sea, which makes your soul kind and tolerant even if it encounters lightning and thunder; Motherly love is like a bonfire, which is warm but daunting, and it is easy to make yourself excited.
Sometimes, I think fatherly love is a bright light, which makes my mind see the bright road even on the edge of darkness. It is like a breeze, which brings strength to my lost heart. Sometimes I think my mother is a 1 river, which is so slender that I dare not set foot in it, and the stream is so fast that I dare not cross it; Sometimes, my father loves me like rain and washes my soul for me; Motherly love is like an umbrella, sheltering me from the wind and rain; No matter before or now, when it is dark, my father's love is like a lamp, accompanying me through life. When I am tired, maternal love is a bay of life water, which gives me the expectation of survival; At this moment, I understand that fatherly love is pure and unrequited, difficult to understand, melancholy and unattainable, and maternal love is a thousand miles of concern and bitterness. Father's love is deep and pure, such as the purer the wine, which makes us intoxicated, but we have no idea that it is a thousand-year-old wine. Motherly love is the purest, most selfless and most cherished emotion of human beings, and every child enjoys the happiness and joy given by his mother.
How many times can a person hug his father in his life, and how many people will remember his father's details. It is precisely because maternal love is too kind to cover up serious fatherly love. People seldom miss their father all the time in their lives, but they can find their father best when they encounter difficulties. Father's love is like a ray of sunshine, which makes your heart warm like spring even in cold winter; Motherly love is like a clear spring, which makes your feelings pure and clear even if they are covered with the dust of years; Father's love is an unknown and invisible feeling, like a mountain, shouldering thousands of storms. Motherly love is like water, silent but warm by my side.
Mother is an endless book. Father is a mountain that never falls, and maternal love permeates all things and permeates the world; Father's love, like wine, is not weakened by the passage of time and years; Motherly love is also the eternal theme of literature and music. Musicians take maternal love as the theme, and the tunes they play are soft and beautiful, with endless aftertaste. Father's love is more like a stone, standing firmly by my side, protecting me from falling down again and again on the road of life.
Mom, what kind of language should I use to express your love for me and what kind of emotion should I use to express my gratitude to you? The black dragon is still raining at dusk, and the old tree protects the spring flowers more. Father doesn't need to praise him well. He is like a hard-working cow, silently paying for us without asking for anything in return. A mother's love is like the sea, and a father's love is like a mountain! Father's love is that the mountain shoulders thousands of horses and blocks thousands of storms with its back. Father's love is the embodiment of strength and self-confidence. But Genghis Khan once said with deep affection, "There is only one best girl in the world, and that is my mother." On this day, I want to say that there is only one boy in the world, and that is my father!
Time is like water, and the years are fleeting. How many memories disappear like water, but we never change our thoughts about our parents. When I think of my father, my depression will turn into high emotions; When I think of my mother, wasting time will become great pride; When I think of my mother, the wandering wanderer will sprout the desire to go home; Thinking of my father, my wandering heart found a home.
On maternal love: there is a kind of love, great and ordinary, such as spring rain moistening things, such as breeze blowing on your face; There is a feeling, selfless and broad, lasting and profound friendship. This is maternal love, always selfless, without asking for anything in return. In the temple of many people's memory, mother has always been your most loyal backing, and every step of growth has grown up in her loving eyes; Every success is spent in the mother's gratified smile. When I was a child, a movie "Mom loves me again" made many people cry. A song "Only a mother is good in the world" sang many people's voices. Motherly love is a silent song, which always rings gently in an afternoon, a dusk and a dark night. Motherly love is a faint picture, always when you are most frustrated and in need of help, in strange streets, strange stations and foreign hotels. Flash in front of your eyes ...
When I was a child, my mother's skirt was full of tears, and her hands were clenched when she learned to walk. Mother's rings record the trajectory of your life; Mother's four seasons are concerned about your warmth and coldness outside. Mother's love is an umbrella for you forever. Only when the rainstorm strikes, do you suddenly discover your mother's hardships. Motherly love is a firm look behind you, and you can see your mother's vigilant figure as soon as you look back.
Mother gave you life, kindness and a forever home. Go back to your mother, no matter how late you get up, I will carefully prepare breakfast for you; No matter how lazy your hands and feet are, you will put clean and tidy clothes on the pillow. Motherly love is the truest and purest. Everything about it has already been integrated into children's daily life, and it has been integrated into daily dribs and drabs, so that life can grow up healthily in the glory of love.
Motherly love is simple and ordinary, never considering any return, but letting life continue and bear in kindness; Motherly love is persistent and has no regrets. Motherly love often transcends blood and creates miracles. A garbage collector's mother donated her kidney to her uremic son without hesitation. Another mother adopted a child with cerebral palsy, not only regarded her as her own, but also ignored the doctor's assertion, which made Cycas bloom and the mentally retarded child admitted to colleges and universities.
The child's eyes always face the most beautiful distance, but the mother's eyes always fall on the child and often forget herself. Mother is used to her child's negligence, but her heart is wandering with her child. Children's birthday preferences make their mothers a few treasures, and children's frequent smiles are a kind of dependence on their mothers when they are teenagers. When I was young, I had a blind love for my mother. Perhaps only when the sun of life moves towards noon and life begins in spring and summer will we have a deep understanding and love for our mother.
We may suddenly realize that mother is actually a kind of time, from green land to forest, from stream to deep lake, from bright moon to iceberg. With the pace of life, when we feel the wrinkles on our mother's forehead and her white hair with crow's feet and a wisp of white hair, it is sometimes difficult for us to tell whether we are old or our mother is old or the years are old. What do we expect to leave behind is an unforgettable mother's love, or the years of dribs and drabs, travel-stained and bloody tears? The passage of time is speechless. When we feel something about time, it must be in a very heavy memory. When we truly realize our mother's sacrifice, we should also enter the season of giving and sacrificing. Sometimes we wonder, as mothers, are we just raising us? Without the dedication, sacrifice and selfless love of my mother, would there be warmth, sunshine and my heavy tears in the world?
We finally grew up, from a boy to a boy; From daughter to mother. When we think that shouldering the responsibility will also provoke fate, when we seem to look down on life, maybe one day, we suddenly find that our white-haired mother is looking at us from behind, and her eyes are full of infinite love, infinite care and infinite concern. We will suddenly feel that in the eyes of our mother, we will never get rid of the feeling of being a baby and will always be the ignorant child in our mother's arms.
We often find that at the moment when we look back, before our long journey and when we leave, we have never left our mother's sight and mother's concern. "But how much love an inch of grass has, and I got three spring rays." We always think, what can we give back to our mother? Mother is a kind of time, whether it is a mediocre or simple personal life experience or a teaching and proof given by the progress of the whole society. In the journey of life without a smooth road, she suffered the most, shouldered the most pressure, swallowed the most tears, but still smiled with love, warmth, sympathy and kindness; Facing life, facing us, only mom! Forever mother! Without mother, life will be dark; Without a mother, society will lose its warmth. At that time, we thought that life was the most difficult moment, and our response to the blow and loss was completely lost. At that moment, it was my mother's words. Let's start over. Looking at our hidden frustration, my mother said, it's time to be satisfied! The days are still long! Then we understand a profound truth, why so many philosophers and wise men regard the scarred nation as their mother, the turbulent river as their mother and the vast land as their mother. Because what can be borne, the mother has borne it; What should be paid, the mother has paid. As an era, mother is not only a symbol of the nation, but also a symbol of love. Maybe it's because in those years when we had a secret crush, we always loved our mother.
In our eyes, mother is a sad time that is always worth tears, and a perfect story that can never be read.
Prose 4 on maternal love: Mother is a great word and a lofty profession; Motherly love is the end of emotion and a symbol of selflessness. Mother is sunshine, giving light and heat to children, mother is an umbrella, sheltering children from the wind and rain, mother is the sea, broad-minded, and can forgive any mistakes of children; Mother is rain, which can wash away the sewage from children and purify their souls. Let each of us understand, respect and love our mother, and don't let her get hurt, cry or suffer for love. Love our mother, love her more than your own life!
The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son.
-She mended it carefully and thoroughly, fearing that the delay would make him come home late.
-but how much love an inch of grass has is three times.
My mother is a senior people's teacher. She is conscientious and responsible in her work and selfless in her dedication. Mothers often help poor children selflessly. Take children who are far away from home to their own homes and take care of them like their own children. Cultivate countless excellent children. We are often taught how to be useful people. Self-reliance! -
After I graduated from school and joined the work, I got married and started my career as a mother. Now I deeply understand that only maternal love is the most selfless thing in the world. The most eternal. Since my mother injured her left hand, she has taken care of herself with her elderly mother since she woke up. Let me feel the warmth of maternal love again. For more than 20 years, my mother has never complained and neglected my mother for the sake of busy life and family. A mother's love for her daughter remains unchanged. I owe my mother a debt of gratitude in my life, which is never clear. . . . . It will never end. . . . .
-Thank you, Mom, for bringing me to this colorful world! Mother has a thousand words. I just want to say that because of you, I have the benefits of existence!
On maternal love: There is a kind of love in the world that people can take and enjoy at will, but it's not good if you don't return anything. . . . . . This kind of love is called "maternal love"! The person most worthy of our return is called "mom"!
In a blink of an eye, I was eleven years old. In these eleven years, you have done a lot for me. I want to thank you, thank you for giving me life, pour all your love into me, thank you for your meticulous care and care for me.
I remember when I was seven years old, I suddenly had a fever in the middle of the night, and I had a bad fever. You're blushing. You saw it. You forgot something. You immediately put me on your back and ran to the hospital. After my illness was under control, I went home. When I got home, I still didn't feel at ease. Stay by my side all night in case something happens to me. Gradually, I fell asleep. When I woke up the next day, I was sad to see your tired face and red eyes.
Mom, you not only care about me in life, but also teach me how to be a man. Teach me to challenge difficulties and never give in to them.
At a campaign class meeting, the teacher elected me monitor. After all, this is my first time as a monitor, so I'm very nervous and afraid I can't do it well. When I got home, you saw me unhappy and asked me why, so I told you about it. After listening, you comforted me and said, "Don't be afraid. Since the teacher chose you, it shows that the teacher firmly believes that you have this potential. Besides, it is also an opportunity to exercise. We must strengthen our beliefs and do well as long as we have confidence. " It is because of your encouragement and support that I can do the position of monitor well.
Mom, you are like a cup of tea. I drink your warmth in a cold night, your mellowness in loneliness, your indifference in tears, and your care and gentleness all my life.
Mom, I will listen to you and study hard in order to "repay the kindness of dripping water into a spring"! Become a pillar of the country in the future!