Small class language social field: love mom most.

There are all kinds of love in the world, including the love of elders for the younger generation, the love of teachers for students, the love of doctors for patients, the love of parents for children, the love of classmates and the love of friends. I got a lot of love when I was growing up, but the greatest and most selfless thing was my mother's love.

Motherly love is a cool wind. Once, the final exam was coming. I was preparing for the exam and finished my homework. I still spend time reviewing my lessons. But it was a sultry summer day, and I was so hot that my nose was sweating. At this time, my mother turned on the electric fan for me and felt much cooler. Suddenly the lights went out, the electric fan stopped working, and the whole room became dark, dark and hot. The result was a power failure. I was so anxious that I shouted, "Oh, no, there is no electricity. How should I review? " At this time, my mother wiped the flashlight and comforted me and said, "Don't worry, my mother has a way." My mother lit a candle for me, and the whole room lit up. I began to review my lessons. Suddenly, a cool breeze blew. I thought the electric fan was electrified. I turned my head and saw that my mother was fanning me. Electricity didn't come until I was sleeping. My mother was afraid that I couldn't sleep well in the heat, and she ran to my bed to fan me. So I entered a sweet dream. Ah! Motherly love is a breeze.

Motherly love is an umbrella to keep out the rain. One day, my father went to Chengdu and brought me back a handsome sportswear. I wear sportswear to school. As soon as I entered the classroom, my classmates cast envious eyes on me. They all scrambled to squeeze in front of me, asking questions like little reporters, and they were so happy. Ding-ding ... class begins, and we are all in class seriously. It suddenly rained heavily outside the window. After school, it rained harder and harder. I stood outside the classroom like an ant on hot bricks, thinking, "What a pity to get my new clothes wet!" " ! At this time, a familiar figure turned out to be my mother. My mother ran to me and said, "honey, it's raining so hard, so I specially asked for leave to pick you up." Let's hurry home. " After that, my mother and I went home with an umbrella. My mother's umbrella has been leaning towards me, covering me tightly and not getting caught in the rain at all, but most of my mother's body is wet and the rain is still dripping from her skirt. Ah! Motherly love is an umbrella to keep out the rain.

Motherly love is a tear. One night, I suddenly had a high fever, and my mother went to the hospital behind my back. My mother runs very fast all the way. When I arrived at the emergency room, the doctor said that I had a high fever and needed infusion. When I started infusion, it was already midnight. I have to add medicine. My mother called a doctor for me. I have to go to the bathroom. My mother helped me with the medicine bottle. It was like this all night. My mother didn't turn it off at all, and she was still crying with worry. A few days passed, and my illness improved, but my mother died after treatment. Ah! Motherly love is also a tear.

Mother's love is a sweet smile. I want to give my mother a surprise on Women's Day on March 8th. I bought a beautiful headdress with lucky money and put it in a beautiful box. When the gift was given to my mother, her mother opened the box and smiled happily. I see, because my mother felt my love from the flowers. Ah! Mother's love, in a sweet smile.

A mother's love is high and broad. It was my mother who brought me into this world. It was the first sentence my mother taught me. My mother's love is great and selfless. I love my mother.