Remember the "star" written in Bing Xin? There used to be such a poem in "Spring Water":
Mom!
The wind and rain in the sky are coming,
The bird hid in his nest;
The storm in my heart is coming,
I can only hide in your arms.
Although this little poem has only thirty words, it deeply understands how broad and boundless maternal love is! Isn't it? When we are upset, miserable and sad, what can we do except jump into our mother's arms and cry?
Mother brought us to this beautiful world and let us enjoy the love of others; Mom is our first teacher, and she worked hard to raise us. Mother is our spiritual pillar, always supporting and encouraging us. When we fall and bleed, the most painful thing is not us, but the mother's heart. When we don't listen, mother starts to beat us, and the most painful thing is mother. As the saying goes, "Beating the child hurts the mother." However, mom will still feel happy when she helps us mend clothes and stings our fingers, because if her pain can bring us happiness, even if it is pain, it is worth it to her. This reminds me of a poem:
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? -"Wandering Son"
Mother gave us too much, which we as children can never repay.
My mother is really the greatest person in the world, but how can I express this in a few words? On this earth, everyone has only one mother, and we should cherish this mother. I want to say to my mother loudly, "Mom, I love you!" " "