When we are born, there will be a great and selfless love around us. Yes, that's maternal love. Mother generously gave us all her love and dedication, caring for us in every possible way.

"But how much love there is in an inch of grass, I got three spring rays". This eternal quip of praising my mother inspired me deeply. Yes, mother cares for us with her purest love, nurtures our growth, but doesn't care about the return. Maternal love can't be measured by worldly money. In fact, having maternal love is better than having all the wealth in the world such as Jinshan silver mine.

Motherly love is the spring wind, gently blowing the child's face, making people feel happy; Motherly love is the rain in summer, which nourishes us who are thirsty and gives us strength and hope in life; Motherly love is the sunset in autumn, and it will also contribute a little fiery and warm the earth at the last moment; Motherly love is a stove in the middle of winter. It tries its best to release its energy and help people spend a spring-like winter.

Motherly love is like a cup of coffee. At first, it tasted nothing special. The second stutter was bitter, and finally it was sweet. This cup of bitter and sweet coffee is my mother's unique love for us in this world. This kind of love is reflected in her words and deeds, whether it is words of concern or severe blame ... this is the embodiment of maternal love. However, over the years, I have never tasted this cup of espresso carefully. Especially bitter and sweet, it really seems to have nothing to do with me. Looking back on the past, I was young, naive and naughty, and my mother was always worried; However, now I have become a mature and sensible middle school student with rich knowledge, which naturally changed my mind. I have gradually started to share the housework for my mother, solve my troubles, and initially embarked on a journey of paying back the money. This makes mom often

Often feel gratified and happy. But, I know, this is just the beginning of the journey, the road is long, and I have to go through a long journey of life!

In the warm spring, mother makes you grow sturdily like grass; In hot summer, maternal love makes you no longer hot. Mother smiled sweetly when the autumn wind blew across the fields and the harvest fruit matured. In her smile, who knows how many vicissitudes and sweat are behind this smile? All the year round, bit by bit, we all live in the nest of maternal love.

After vicissitudes of life, facing troubles and darkness, there is only one person who makes flower of life beautiful and open-mother.

When you are happy, it is your mother who pays the bill. When you become a talented person, your mother helps you through it. By this time, your mother is old.

Do you remember the hardships and sweat behind beauty?

Do you remember the symphony your mother told you?

Mother, ordinary.

Mother, ordinary but extraordinary.

Mom, let happiness fill your life.

Mother, a holy and great angel.

Motherly love is water, which washes the soul; Motherly love is a mountain, a mountain for you to rely on; Maternal love is the wind, blowing away the wind of disappointment; Motherly love is thunder, which affects life.

water

As the saying goes, women are made of water, so I say mom is a water god. Mother loves to cry, and her tears are endless like spring rain. When watching TV, my mother is often moved to cry; When telling horror stories, my mother sometimes cries; However, when I do something wrong, my mother likes crying best. I am very naughty and always like to do wrong things. Once, I quarreled with my grandmother, which made her angry and said to her mother, "Look, this is the good son you taught." At night, when everyone else was asleep, my mother came to my room, woke me up and told me a lot of reasons, but I was still a little impatient. My mother cried like a bead curtain, and I was anxious. Seeing my mother's appearance, I immediately got up and ran to grandma's room to apologize. My grandmother smiled and pointed behind her back. After that, I saw my mother snickering at the door.

Motherly love is like water, which washes away my wrong psychology.

wind

The wind in spring turns the willow branches green, the wind in summer dispels the heat, the wind in autumn turns the rice yellow, the wind in winter turns the earth white, and the wind of maternal love awakens my soul.

Motherly love, like the wind, blows away my bad mood and makes me refreshed.

Motherly love is not just water and wind ... it is the greatest power in the world. Meng Mu, Nu Wa and other good mothers of human beings enlighten us that there is another kind of wealth in the world-maternal love.

Motherly love is the ultimate destination of wanderers and a clear spring that nourishes children's hearts. With the children sipping and sipping, it is endless. Therefore, the lingering maternal love is integrated into the children's laughter and tears.

Motherly love is like an idyll, far away and pure, elegant and light;

Motherly love is a landscape painting. Wash away the lead carving and leave it fresh and natural.

Motherly love is like a affectionate song, melodious and melodious, singing softly;

Motherly love is a warm wind, which blows away the snow and brings infinite spring.

Motherly love is a lifetime of laughter and a wandering yearning. Motherly love is the concern and anxiety of children before their sickbed. Motherly love is the ardent expectation of their children's growth.

This is the so-called maternal love ...

I think it's better to write it myself. After all, it is your true feelings. How can you not write?