"Grateful heart, thank you ..." When this familiar melody echoed in my ears, I couldn't help but have a sour nose, and in my misty eyes, such a picture appeared:
I just finished learning flute that day, and it suddenly rained cats and dogs on the road, which worried my mother who drove me home. She immediately took off her coat, put it on me and said, "Hurry up, don't catch a cold." I pushed my mother's hand away and said, "no, mom, you should wear it!" " "Mom smiled and said," Mom is in good health and is not afraid of the cold! " "In desperation, I had to wear it. The weather is really bad. It's dark and lightning is scary.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew and I shivered suddenly. "What's the matter, is it still cold?" Mom's feelings are always so keen. "No, nothing." As soon as the voice fell, I saw a gust of wind mixed with raindrops the size of beans. "Mom, it's so ... so cold!" I can't help hugging my mother. "Come on, put your hand in your mother's pocket!" Mom said anxiously. Unexpectedly, I liberated my left hand and stuffed it into her pocket, but I was indifferent. At this time, maternal love is like thousands of bright lights, illuminating my little heart, and I feel so warm! "Yes, that's it! Come in with your right hand! Quick! " Mom said. My mother comforted me while riding hard. Her body leans forward more and more, and her breathing is unusually clear. A warm current keeps flowing to my hand and my heart.
The rain is raining harder and harder, hitting my mother mercilessly, and the rain flows into my mother's clothes along my cheeks; There is more and more water on the road, and it is more and more difficult to walk. A few times, we even slipped on the ground with the car. My mother even left blood on her hands to protect me ... but she completely ignored it and continued to ride home desperately. ...
Thank your mother for her constant love for your daughter. Thank your mother for caring for this daughter who will hurt you; Thank your mother for taking care of this daughter who will dislike your nagging and ask for nothing in return; Thank your mother for her unknown contribution to this daughter who will talk back to you. Thanks to mother! A thousand words can't express my love for my mother; A thousand thanks can't express my admiration for my mother. "I will cherish when the flowers bloom ..."
Bless you forever, my dear mother!