Mom, I love you.
There is a person who has been silently loving you.
There is a person who thinks about you all the time.
There is someone who takes care of you every day.
There is someone who will always be with you. ...
Whenever you are naughty, she will be sad and frown at you;
Whenever you do well in the exam, her face will be filled with a happy smile;
Whenever you are injured, she will come in a hurry to help you wipe the medicine and comfort you;
Whenever you are happy, she will be happy for you.
She is the closest person to you, so you can remember her warm arms.
She is your favorite person, and you like her to smile at you.
She is the person you trust most, and how much you want to tell her about your unhappiness;
She is the person you rely on most, and how much you yearn for the time with her.
You sometimes spoil her, and only when you are angry with her will you feel better.
You think she is the object of your anger.
You sometimes share your happiness with her, for example, reading a perfect score paper in the warm sunshine.
You regard her as your "happy storage room".
Sometimes you cry at her, tell her your grievances, and then you feel relieved.
You regard her as a bosom friend.
Time always flies so fast that you regret what she did. However, the past is irreversible.
You want to apologize to her, but you never have the courage to say sorry to her.
Love is always so strong that you ask for nothing in return. The only comfort is that you will enter the society smoothly in the future.
You want to repay her efforts, but you never have the courage to say I love you. ...
In fact, as everyone should have guessed, the person who submits to humiliation is the mother. Great mother!
You have done so much for your children. I believe that every child loves his mother very much, but he is not good at expressing it.
Here, on this Mother's Day, I congratulate you on behalf of all the children in the world: Mom, you have worked hard! Mom, I love you!