Mom’s hands are sweet rain and dew, nourishing your dry soul; mother’s hands are a ladder to help you climb, allowing you to stand on top of the world; mother’s hands are a ruler, always reminding you Don't back away.
Mom’s hands are a pair of magical hands. I remember it was the day after the midterm exam. Because I didn't do well in the exam, I burst into tears when I returned home. At this time, my mother came over and asked me what was wrong. I told my mother: "Mom, I didn't do well in the exam. I must be very disappointed, right?" My mother gently touched my head with her hand and said, "It doesn't matter." "It doesn't matter if you don't do well in one test. As long as you really learn the knowledge, the test scores are not very important." After listening to my mother's words and the touch of her hands, I stopped crying. I understand that if you don’t do well in an exam, the important thing is not to blame yourself, but to cheer up, meet the next challenge, and strive to succeed next time. Mom's hands are a pair of magical hands. They will soothe my soul when I encounter setbacks and cheer me up to face the next challenge.