What is maternal love? It is a beacon that illuminates our way forward! It is the rain and dew that fills our dry spiritual fields! It is the green leaves that accompany us in our prime. Below are the essays I compiled about maternal love, welcome to read.
Maternal Love
What is maternal love? Some people say that mother is the first parent in the world; maternal love is the first love in the world. From childhood to adulthood, my mother was like an angel who protected me in every possible way and enabled me to grow up healthily.
In my childhood, when I was going to sleep, my mother always told me the most beautiful and touching stories, which helped me develop the habit of reading books since I was a child. I remember that on a dark rainy night, the deafening thunder woke me up. I called my mother, and my mother came into my room and held my hand. Suddenly, a warm current broke into my heart. Then, she told me my favorite fairy tale, and I gradually fell asleep. But my mother stayed with me all night, how great she is!
Although my mother loves me very much, she is sometimes very serious. There was a math test, and I did not do well, scoring only 75 points. I was so scared that I would be scolded by my mother when I got home. Sure enough, when I got home, I saw my mother reading a book, and looking at her kind eyes, I was not surprised or sad. When I told my mother the score, she was stunned for a moment and said to me: "It doesn't matter. You have worked hard before. If you work hard next time, you will definitely succeed." ?My mother’s encouragement made me full of confidence.
The exam came again. This time I performed exceptionally well and scored 95 points. I couldn't be more excited. As soon as I got home, I announced my results to my mother. After hearing this, my mother looked down and said to me: "A score of 95 is very satisfying, right? Where did those 5 points go? You must have made a lot of mistakes." It’s time to study hard, but remember? Humility makes people progress, and pride makes people fall behind. ?Although my mother is very strict, my heart is sweet.
Mom's love is like two winds. I am the boat on the water. In order to prevent my boat from being blown over by any wind, she always encourages me and warns me. When I fail, it strengthens my confidence so that I don’t fall down due to failure; when I succeed, it warns me so that I don’t get led astray. Ah! I am so proud of myself for having such a good mother.
Mom is water, and I am a pebble in the water. She washed my body and purified my mind. As long as you pay attention, maternal love is hidden behind the kind eyes; mother is hidden in everything she has worked for you.
A mother’s love is boundless
The thread in a loving mother’s hand, the clothes on a wanderer’s body.
Before leaving, I was worried that I would be late in returning.
Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
Under the dim light, the needle and thread in the hands of the kind mother were moving rapidly. The wrinkled hands were pricked with blood from the needles, but she didn't care. I am rushing to knit clothes for my son who is traveling far away. Every stitch is filled with the mother's deep love for her son. When the son put the clothes on, a strong love was poured into every corner of his body. The mother sewed the stitches very finely and tightly, fearing that her son would not come back for a long time and his clothes would be damaged. Wanderers in foreign lands often look after their mothers who are over sixty years old. We children are like dandelions, taking away our thoughts and loving heart of our mother; and like grass on the roadside, even if we devote our whole lives, we cannot repay our mother's kindness. Love is like the spring breeze in March.
Mother's love is a ray of spring that nourishes our young hearts; mother's love is a breeze that blows through our rosy cheeks, leaving only a strong breath; mother's love is a kind of Strength gives us the courage to brave the wind and waves. The wanderer in a foreign country took away his mother's blessings, hopes and thoughts. There was such a story:
Before every child was born, he had to report to God. God said to many innocent children: "My dear children, you are about to go to a beautiful and beautiful place." A scary place where you will learn to be strong. I wish you success. ?At this time, a childish voice came:?What if we encounter difficulties? God smiled slightly, and then said:?Don't worry, I will send angels to protect you. No matter what danger you encounter, the angels will go regardless of everything. Protect you. ?After saying that, he disappeared. Childish cries broke the silence of dawn. The moment we opened our eyes, we did see a beautiful angel, she was our mother.
You may have doubted maternal love, maybe you have, maybe you have not. But there is always an unchanging belief that angels are beautiful and maternal love is great.
The power of maternal love
Genghis Khan has a famous saying: The greatest woman in the world is my mother. ?Mother gave me life and nurtured me to grow.
When I was young, my memory is completely blank. I don’t know how my mother anxiously carried me through the streets and alleys to the hospital in the middle of the night, nor how she patiently taught me the words over and over again. The first sentence? But I know deeply that without my mother, I would never be where I am today.
I went to school, and my mother went to the street and bought me school supplies. She carefully put them into my schoolbag one by one, with unlimited expectations for me in her eyes. Every time I did my homework, my mother would move a chair and sit next to me, watching me write every word and watch me do every question. Occasionally, I would meet my mother's eyes and see her eyes shining with joy and pride. . Yes, the mother should be happy and proud that her daughter can write and count. Her virtues of diligence and kindness and her generous and kind maternal love always nourish my heart.
? Who can tell the heart of an inch of grass and get three rays of spring? ?I know that if I want to repay my mother, I can only use my sweat, my efforts, and my brilliance.
Genghis Khan once said: The greatest woman in the world is my mother. ?Mother gave me life and nurtured me to grow.
When I was young, my memory is completely blank. I don’t know how my mother anxiously carried me through the streets and alleys to the hospital in the middle of the night. I also don’t know how she patiently taught me the words over and over again. The first sentence? But I know deeply that without my mother, I would never be where I am today.
I went to school, and my mother went to the street and bought me school supplies. She carefully put them into my schoolbag one by one, with unlimited expectations for me in her eyes. Every time I did my homework, my mother would move a chair and sit next to me, watching me write every word and watch me do every question. Occasionally, I would meet my mother's eyes and see her eyes shining with joy and pride. . Yes, the mother should be happy and proud that her daughter can write and count. Her virtues of diligence and kindness and her generous and kind maternal love always nourish my heart.
? Who can tell the heart of an inch of grass and get three rays of spring? ?I know that if I want to repay my mother, I can only use my sweat, my efforts, and my brilliance.
Maternal Love
When I was a child, I once proudly said to my friends: My mother is the best in the world! But I also said implicitly: My mother is the best in the world. The most beautiful! Not long after, I will proudly say: My mom is the best in the world! Mom, do you know? This word "the most" contains so much emotion that it is difficult to express it in words!
I will never forget the beautiful garland on your head in spring and the clear moonlight and clear breeze of "Eight Immortals crossing the sea" in summer. I will never forget the golden fairy tales in autumn and the chattering words in front of the door in winter.
Bathed in maternal love, I gradually grew up!
When I was in junior high school, school was very late every day, but my mother told me that when I grew up, I should do it by myself Go to school. One day I came home very late from school. When I arrived at the alley, I saw my mother standing at the door from a distance, waiting for me. From a distance, I found my mother looking around. Her body was bent like a bow. As we got closer, I saw the cold wind of late autumn lifting my mother's clothes again. I ran towards her, but she just hugged me gently and said, "Go home quickly! Are you hungry?" Suddenly I felt like a lost lamb returning to the pen, a lone goose that left the team and returned to the flock of geese. My mother's shoulders are as safe as a shelter from the wind. I feel so warm, so warm.
Feeling maternal love, I think back to elementary school again.
When I was in elementary school, my mother would pick me up and drop me off every day. Starting from home every day, after arriving at school, my mother has to go back again. I am always jumping happily on the road, while my mother is carrying my schoolbag behind me. This is when I feel the strong maternal love permeating my side, sweet! Mother's love makes me happy, confident and relaxed when I go to school. , gave me infinite strength to face every difficulty in learning.
It turns out that my son’s return affects your mother’s heart full of care for your children!
As time goes by, I still can’t stop my growth. , I may forget a lot as I grow up, but that strong maternal love has been integrated into my body and flows in my heart with the blood. At this moment, I feel the greatness of maternal love, the Spring Festival of maternal love, and the selflessness of maternal love. A mother's love for her child cannot be described in words, and the child's emotion for her mother cannot be described in words!
Motherly love
My mother is neither tall nor fat. , anyway, he is of medium build and has a pair of bright eyes. My mother used to be a primary school teacher. She was very busy at work, preparing lessons and correcting homework. I was transferred to the junior high school library in the sixth grade.
I remember that when I was 11 years old, I suddenly had a high fever at night. My father had not come back from a business trip, so my mother and I were the only ones at home. I felt a headache. My mother quickly touched my head, frowned, looked very nervous, and said: "It's so hot." Without saying anything, he picked me up and ran to the health center. I remember that it was raining lightly that night and it was winter again, but the sweat ran out of my mother's forehead. I saw how hard my mother was looking and said, "Mom, I'd better come down and walk by myself." ?My mother said kindly: ?It doesn't matter, I will be at the hospital soon. Besides, you still have a fever. ?
When I arrived at the hospital, I registered and my mother carried me onto the chair. I was a little scared, but she smiled and comforted me and said: "Silly boy, injections don't hurt, just like a needle prick, it won't hurt at all." ?After listening to my mother’s words, I felt much more relaxed.
After my mother heard the doctor say that my illness was not serious and I would be fine after taking a few medicines, I saw my mother's frown suddenly relax.
After seeing the doctor, on the road, my mother saw that I was wearing only two pieces of clothing. She was shivering from the cold. She quickly took off her thick coat and put it on me. Then she moved her umbrella. onto me. The cold wind blew, and I asked: "Mom, aren't you cold?" Mom: "It doesn't matter. Mom is in good health, so you should wear it!"
When I got home, my mother helped me to the bed and put on the quilt. He covered me, then took out the medicine, poured a glass of warm water, and walked in front of me. He helped me up, handed me the medicine, and said: "Take the medicine and the fever will go down. You can go back to school tomorrow." ?After taking the medicine, my mother walked up to me and put a wet towel on my forehead. Then he said: "Go to sleep quickly, tomorrow will be fine." ?Mom’s words surged into my heart like a warm current. I thought: How much my mother cares about me!
I feel so happy and blessed to have a mother who cares about me so much.