Looking at the free time, it slipped away from me faintly, and it was too late to grasp it. The dark clouds under the sky in childhood have gradually dispersed, and maternal love has been with me until now and in the future. ...
"Motherly love" is such a simple word. You don't need gorgeous language to describe it, and you don't need earth-shattering events. On the contrary, it exists silently, which is more reflected in the trivial things of life.
Life trivia one or two
Early in the morning, I heard my mother cooking in the kitchen That's it. Mother always prepares breakfast before I get up.
Then only my mother kept nagging: eat quickly, eat more, have you got enough clothes, be late for school and be careful on the road ... this is what my mother repeats every day. I used to be annoyed by my mother's nagging, but now I cherish it more and more and enjoy it more and more.
This is the most common time, of course, there are also unusual times.
I got sick that time. I was lying in a hospital bed with my mother always with me. she is always as busy as a bee. Bring me a thermometer, bring me water, give me medicine, peel fruit ... She seems to be more anxious and haggard than me in the hospital bed. (Because the disease was born in me, but the pain was in my mother's heart)
These are the two most insignificant things in daily life, but they embody the greatest maternal love.
Motherly love is everywhere, selfless and great. When you are sad, it is comfort; When depressed, it is hope; When it is weak, it is strength. It is a source of sympathy, love and tolerance. As long as you feel and experience with your heart, you will ripple in the ocean of love.
Mom, you are the source, a diary that I can't finish all my life, and a poem that I can't finish singing!