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The letter to my mother is based on sincere feelings and should be written in combination with the actual situation. Recommend several articles for reference:

First article

Dear Mom: Hello.

Your love is like a towel, which dries my tears when I am sad; Like a bottle of iced black tea, it quenches my thirst when I am thirsty; Like immortal power, help me when I need it and solve my difficulties; The power of maternal love is infinite, infinite.

From my birth to now, I can't live without my mother's care for a moment. I fell asleep and was a little hot, so I kicked the quilt away and my mother covered it for me again. I was sick, and my mother always took care of me by my side. ...

Over time, I am a fourth-grade student and can take care of myself. I used to be naughty and ignorant. I don't know how much my mother has done for me. She always helps me when I am in trouble and accompanies me on the road to victory. My mother is like a little orange lamp, pulling me towards the light. I want to say to you: "you have worked hard, you have paid a lot for me, and you care about me in every way." I love you, mom, you are my best mother, and no one can replace you. "

My mother also taught me how to be a man. My mother said to be kind, to respect the old and love the young. She taught me how to be a man. I want to say to you: mom, thank you for teaching me how to be a man.

This year, I am 1 1 years old. I will always remember you. Mom, I am a bud in bud, and you are a green leaf to shelter from the wind and rain. With you, I have strength!

Mom, when I grow up, I will take care of myself and raise a red sun for my elderly mother!

I wish my mother good health and all the best!

The second article

Mom:

When I wrote this letter, I actually knew in my heart that you couldn't see it. I have so much to say, and I want to tell you with a smile-but I am too weak to know whether a letter can hold a thousand words.

"Mother is sunshine", yes, for more than ten years, the little boy who followed his mother in the sunshine gradually faded away and grew up. Suddenly, a veritable junior high school student. So mom, your hand is slowly moving away. Maybe I am afraid of others' ridicule and your rejection, but in any case, I am always doomed to be out of reach. What I left in the past was only a vague memory, and I became a grave robber again.

Time flies, I didn't pay attention to the temperature of your palm in those years, mom. It is beautiful in the novel. The protagonist is lucky. Holding mom's hand is just a common occurrence. Nobody cares whether he is ashamed or not. People say that holding hands is disgusting, and not holding hands is more cruel. Mom, is it? Who can reach the other shore without the connection of hands?

The flowers on the other side are blooming, but I don't know. The flowers over there have withered, but I don't know. But the traces of time are clearer. He just wants the big boy to throw away all pedantic ideas and reach out to touch his wishes!

That day in the street, a child unscrupulously held a woman's hand and sprinkled jiao. Then the woman handed the ice cream helplessly, and the child smiled and the two passed by. This picture is actually more memorable and sentimental than anything else. Mom, if one day I am really strong, will we walk hand in hand in the street?

-May time stop flowing and I will no longer be weak.

Mom: Love your son the most.

The third article

Dear Mom: Hello.

"Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a baby …" Whenever I hear this song, I am always intoxicated with this sweet song. My mother's name is simple, but she has given us countless loves. Every day when it is cold, my mother is like a stove, giving us warmth selflessly. When it is hot, my mother is like a fan, unselfishly bringing us a cool breath.

Today is Mother's Day. My son has a thousand words to tell you. Let this letter convey my love for you! I remember one hot noon, I just came back from school, sweating profusely.

As soon as I entered the room, I ran straight to the place where there was an electric fan. It's unfortunate that the power went out in such a hot noon. Mom saw it and quickly picked up the fan and said, "Is your son hot? Come on, mom will fan you. " After hearing this, I am sweeter than eating honey, and my mother actually wants to give me a fan, hahahaha.

I fanned for a while and felt cold. I looked up at my mother, sweating profusely. Sweat falls on your face from time to time and flows into your heart. I said, "mom, you have a rest!" " Mom smiled and said, "I'm not tired." I really thought you weren't tired. However, after a few years, I understand and feel ashamed. At that time, my mother was too hot to stand, so she slapped me and asked her if she was tired. She said firmly that she was not tired.

From then on, I made up my mind to lighten the burden for my mother. Once, my parents went shopping, and the clothes they changed the day before were still soaked in water. I quietly used my mother's method of washing clothes and did it according to my mother. When mom and dad came back, they found their clothes missing. They ran to the balcony and saw me hang myself. My mother held me in her arms and couldn't speak.

Salute!

The fourth article

"Gas Station" Mom: Hello.

First of all, I want to explain why I call you that. First of all, this is not a nickname. No, it's a nickname. This is a unique nickname that only my car can shout out.

Maybe you don't remember, and it's right. The water of time can wash away people's memories, not to mention the vicissitudes of life "gas station" where you have filled me with gasoline countless times, but the water of time can't penetrate the wall transformed from emotion. I clearly remember that it was the lowest period of my life and the most self-abased period. Just when I didn't have the motivation to move forward, you even "refueled" me.

Pride is the only thing left in my math exam, except the thrill of racing, but it has forged the key to my sadness. In an exam, the rapid hurricane made me fall black and blue. Not only that, those words that should be comforted by friends are so harsh to me. Unwilling mood and body pain are combined into one, inferiority and loss blend together, which makes me confused on this road. Maybe the fuel tank is broken.

Just when I was at a loss, just when I was willing to be a broken car that would never set sail, you gave me the most timely supply, and carefully stroked my scars with your dissatisfied hands, reminding me of the pleasure of running in the stadium again.

I want to feel again that you gave me the most powerful refueling, let me return to the stadium again and find my pride and confidence! Perhaps adding your oil to the mixture of inferiority and sadness will produce an unexpected chemical reaction, which will make me gallop again and run towards my unknown road in the future.

Finally, please let me say, "I love you!" " My gas station mom! "

The fifth article

Dear Mom: Hello!

In a blink of an eye, the years have left indelible marks on your cheeks, white hair has crept up on your head quietly, and wrinkles have joined in the fun, leaving my growth on your face.

You have made a lot of efforts to cultivate us. Let me go to cram school and pick me up every day; Let me eat delicious meals, and you carefully prepare every dish for me every day; Let me put on beautiful clothes. You work hard every day. ...

When I was injured, you dressed me up and took care of me like a nurse; When my grades dropped, you taught me tirelessly like a teacher and gave me confidence; When I make mistakes, you forgive me again and again and give me tolerance. However, I always go my own way and don't understand your pains at all.

Do you remember the time when you were invited to the office by the teacher? It's really hard for me to see you criticized by the teacher with blurred eyes, but you didn't punish me with glare and fierce means. It's that you have a heart-to-heart talk with me, which makes me understand the truth and learn to "change what I do, be kind and generous" …

Please forgive me for not understanding you for so many years. Now your daughter has grown up! Mom, I appreciate everything you have done for me. How I wish I could turn back the clock. Back in the past, I won't make you sad, make you angry, and let youth reappear on you. Mom, you have worked hard! Your daughter has grown up and is building a shelter for you. Mom, I love you!

Article 6

Dear Mom: Hello!

If your love is the sea, I am a small fish living in the sea. If your love is a towering tree, I am the weak grass under it. If your love is a vast sky, I am a bird flying in the sky. ...

Mom, you gave me precious life and warm harbor. I am very grateful to you. I want to say to you kindly in my best voice: "Mom, you have worked hard." Mom, I have grown up. However, you still care about me in all aspects. I can't grow up without your efforts. You are busy doing housework all day and helping me with my study. You have made too much effort to improve my academic performance. ...

I remember once, the school held a final exam. A few days before the exam, you encouraged me to say, "The exam is coming. You must study hard." Mom believes that you will get good grades! "You let me do papers every day. Although a little reluctant, whenever I don't want to do an examination paper, your busy figure emerges in my mind.

With this in mind, I made up my mind to repay my mother by doing well in the exam. In a blink of an eye, the final exam arrived. Because my mother is very strict with me, nothing stumbles me in the exam. Finally, I got good grades. When I took the test paper home and showed it to you, you showed a knowing smile. But I found your face gaunt again. ...

Mom, you are an umbrella to shelter me from the wind and rain when it comes. Mom, you are a lamp that illuminates my way forward and my heart. In your broad and selfless love, I grow up healthily and happily!

Mom, I want to say to you: Mom! I love you!

I wish you good health and smooth work!

Article 7

Dear parents:

You guys!

When I unfolded this paper named Emotion, there were only two words in my mind: gratitude. I am lucky to have such an opportunity to express my deep gratitude to you for a long time.

Dear parents, I can live in such a beautiful and wonderful world because you raised me and taught me to be the first in life. You taught me to take the first step, say the first sentence and write the first word ... you taught me the truth of being a man, the meaning of life and how to be a man. I thank you.

Dear mom and dad, without you, there would be no me now. How much effort and sweat have you put in, and how many days and nights have you survived. It is your dedication that makes me thrive, and it is your training and teaching that makes me grow up and succeed on the road of life. "White-haired Children's Debt" is your contribution and brings me a happy growth. Love keeps the world spinning, and your nurturing feelings are far higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. The love you give me makes me live in the happy sunshine every day. Thank you, mom and dad.

Dear mom and dad, without your training and encouragement, I wouldn't be where I am today. So today I solemnly say to you, my biological parents: You have worked hard, and I sincerely thank you for making me perfect.

Article 8

Dear Mom:

Thank you! On the eve of March 8th International Women's Day, I wish you all a happy holiday! Send you a letter full of my gratitude.

Mom, as your daughter, I feel honored. In this 1 1 year, you didn't realize how much you care about your daughter, but your daughter's little filial piety touched you, even if it was only to wash the dishes or mop the floor once.

Mom, do you remember the first time I washed your feet? I've been laughing ever since I brought you foot washing water, as if to cover up my embarrassment. But after washing, my daughter can't laugh anymore, because her daughter has seen your feet covered with calluses. The short 10 minute made me understand a lot ... Although I kept laughing when I washed your feet, I somehow cried when I wrote my diary that night. Until now, I really feel that it is not easy for my mother to give birth to me and raise me. Mom, you often ask me, "Do you love mom?" I often answer: "love!" But since I washed your feet, I understand that the position of love is not in my mouth or my feet, but in my heart, in the little actions of caring for others all the time.

Mom, whenever I get good grades and get praise from my teacher, I often thank you. Because you brought me into this world, you taught me to know the first word, you taught me to take the first step, you taught me to write the first word, and you taught me every first. I can achieve today's good results because you did this seemingly insignificant little thing for me behind my back.

Mom, doing something for you once or twice can't repay your kindness. Let me give you more love to comfort you and make you feel gratified.

I smiled and thought, "My daughter has grown up! Be sensible! "

Finally, let your daughter say thank you again and let her bow deeply for you.

I wish you:

Good health! All the best! The younger you live, the younger you are!

Love your daughter forever.