Chapter 1: Motherly love is the greatest in our children's hearts. I think so, too, because my mother has never been mean to me. What impressed me most was the game.
I remember when I was in the second grade, because I was excellent in math, I was selected by the teacher to participate in the school math competition with several students. The time is set for Sunday morning. My mother took me to school very early. She looks a little overjoyed, but I'm very upset.
The test paper was handed out. I looked at the topic carefully and it was a bit difficult. This is just an Olympic math problem! But it won't beat me. A few minutes later, I handed in my test paper. Walk out of the examination room with an anxious heart.
A few days later, the report card was sent out, and it was time for me to be dumbfounded. Sure enough, I got 52 points. I took my report card home and showed it to my mother. I thought the criticism would fall on me, but it didn't work. The rain of criticism did not fall on my head, but a burst of praise and comfort came to my ears.
"Don't worry, this is just a failure! Who hasn't? Mom used to do this when she was a child, and she never participated in any competitions! Nothing, nothing, genius makes mistakes! " Mom said.
After listening to my mother's words, I involuntarily drained my previous unhappiness from my eyes and began to cry. My mother saw me in tears and continued to comfort me. After listening, I stopped crying.
Motherly love is pure; Motherly love is selfless; Maternal love is great; Motherly love only knows how to give and expects nothing in return. Motherly love is like the warm wind in spring, blowing your heart; Motherly love is like a continuous drizzle, patting your face and nourishing your heart; Motherly love is like a stove in winter, which gives you warm sunshine in severe winter. Even if you fall, even if you fall unkempt, mom will only sigh, and then she will love you with a special kind of love. Let's say to mothers all over the world: "Mom, I love you!" " "
Chapter two: Motherly love grows with me. What is the most common love in the world? It's maternal love. Because she is tiny, maybe it's just a little gesture, maybe it's just a faint reminder, maybe it's just that the umbrella leans slightly to your side when it rains, maybe it's just to remind you to be careful on the road before going to school … and what is the greatest love in the world? It's also maternal love. Because she is always by your side, she never leaves you, no matter how many years, she has always been by your side. Is this something that ordinary love can do?
I am an ordinary third-grade pupil, and I also have the most common and greatest love in the world. My mother cooks breakfast for me early every morning. She gets up early and gluttonously eats until dark, just to give Tintin a good learning environment. When I made a mistake, she also found her own reasons first, criticized me euphemistically and helped me correct my mistake.
At all times and in all countries, there are countless ancient poems and famous sayings praising maternal love. Meng Jiao wrote in Ode to a Wanderer: "The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son's body. She sewed carefully and repaired it thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his time to go home. " The loving mother sewed clothes for her runaway son with a needle and thread in her hand. In this poem, the mother's love becomes a dress that is mended in the mother's hand. Small as it is, why isn't that dress the warmest on her son?
Hugo said, "A loving mother's arm is made of love. How can a child not be sweet when sleeping in it? " Gorky also said: "All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers." ..... Why do so many celebrities praise their mothers? This is because mothers have a unique love in the world-maternal love.
Ji Bolun said: "The sweetest word a person's lips can utter is' Mom', and the most beautiful call is' Mom'."
Yes, maternal love is the greatest love in the world. Let's cherish it and let it grow with me!
Chapter 3: Motherly love in the carriage On Wednesday, after I finished my lunch, I hurried to the "Primary Five" class. Running all the way finally caught up with 1 16.
Ah! There are so many people in the carriage! I managed to squeeze into the bustling carriage. I hold the railing and dare not move, for fear that if I move, I will step on someone's foot. "I'm bored to death." Someone shouted. Curiosity drove me, and I turned my head away. It turned out to be a mother-daughter quarrel.
"There is too crowded. Come here! " Mom said, "Are you going home for dinner today?" Mother helped the bag next to her and said earnestly. "Go out to eat." My daughter is getting impatient. "There is food at home, why do you want to eat outside? What a waste! " The mother looked at her daughter, smiled and stopped talking. After a while, they got off. The mother got off the bus with a big bag and a small bag, but the daughter didn't mention anything.
I feel very uncomfortable in my heart. "Poor parents in the world." Our parents raised us with great pains and taught us to write; Teach us to speak; Teach us the truth of being a man. We should be filial to them, so that we can work hard regardless of everything. Just now, the elder sister not only failed to be filial to her mother, but blamed her. I can't help recalling the scene of talking back to my mother when I was a child. At that time, my mother not only didn't scold me, but also told me the truth earnestly, but I still insisted on teaching. Looking back now, I feel ashamed and red in the face.
Mom, what language should I use to express your love for me, what emotion should I use to express my gratitude to you, and how can I repay you? The black dragon is still raining at dusk, and the old tree protects the spring flowers more. Maternal love is like the sea, maternal love is like a mountain! Motherly love is selfless and great! Because it is the purest and purest emotion of human beings, and it is love that only seeks to pay without expecting anything in return. Let's cherish this most common and sacred maternal love together!
Chapter four: Motherly love is boundless. I believe that everyone has maternal love. Maternal love is the greatest in the world. However, mom's love for us is infinite. We live in a world full of maternal love every day. How warm the world is! Motherly love is everywhere.
As far as I can remember, I feel that my mother always cares about me and takes care of me. It was my mother who gave me life and confidence. When I was sick, mom, you gave up your busy work and sent me to the hospital for treatment regardless. How concerned you are about my health! When I encounter difficulties in my study, you teach me: It doesn't matter if I fall, get up and move on. The future is bright and failure is the mother of success. Mom, you have given me confidence and made me full of hope for life and the future.
I know many parents want their children to have a bright future. As the saying goes, "I hope my child will succeed, and I hope my daughter will succeed". I must study hard when I grow up and repay my mother's love. Everything is in your own hands.
Life is like a jumping note. Since my mother gave me life, I will cherish it. Because maternal love has an inexplicable power, maternal love is so sacred!
Life is full of maternal love, and the light of maternal love is everywhere. Living in such light, we should feel happy. Let's dedicate this light and this love to orphans, let them feel this happiness, and let them know that the world is full of love and society cares about them. Every day is full of hope; Every day is full of love. I believe tomorrow will be better, and tomorrow is a new beginning.
We fly like birds in the sky full of maternal love. Let us birds say to all the mothers in the world, "Mother, I love you!" " "However, let's pursue our ideals in a world full of maternal love! Love is that simple.
Look, a meteor quickly wrote in the starry sky: Motherly love is boundless!
Chapter 5: Infinite maternal love "Only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are like quick treasures …" Whenever we hear this song, we will think of our mothers. In our life, maternal love is everywhere. Motherly love is the bright moon in the dark, illuminating the road for us, and it is a harbor for us to shelter from the wind and rain. Maternal love is everywhere, but have you ever paid attention to it? I didn't pay attention to maternal love before and let it slip away from me, but from this incident, I quietly paid attention to maternal love!
One dark night, when I was sleeping in bed, I suddenly had some difficulty breathing. My mother found it in time and immediately called 120 for help. When the ambulance didn't arrive, I vaguely heard my mother calling "history" anxiously over and over again. I really want to open my eyes and tell my mother that I am fine, but my eyelids stick like glue and I can't open them! My mother kept touching my chest and patting my back with both hands. Then my mother tried to open my closed teeth with her index finger. Mom's tears hit my hand! I bit a scar on my mother's finger. The ambulance arrived in time and took me to the hospital. In the ambulance, I was much better, just a little tired, but I could still open my eyes. I saw my mother's sad eyes and her cheeks washed by tears over and over again. When I got to the hospital, my mother kept telling the doctor about my symptoms, and the doctor diagnosed me as acute laryngitis. Then the doctor gave me some medicine to give me an infusion.
During the infusion, my mother cried and cried in front of my hospital bed. I was very sad. After a while, I fell asleep, and my mother put my feet and hands in her warm arms. At this moment, I woke up. My mother held me in her hand, but there was a scar. Mom's hands are so warm, and there is deep love in the scar. In a flash, I feel that I am the happiest child in the world!
On the way home, I lay in my mother's arms and suddenly had the greatest power in the world: the power of maternal love!
Starting today, I will pay attention to every maternal love around me, absorb it and return it to my mother. Mom, I really want to say "I love you!" " "
Chapter VI: Motherly love I have relied on my mother since I was a child. As soon as I see the baby kangaroo in the kangaroo mother's pocket, I will pester my mother to put me in her pocket. Where's mom? Always laugh it off, laughing so ridiculously.
One winter, Xiamen Wildlife Park opened, and my mother drove us to see "wild" animals. At that time, I really wanted to put on my skates and walk around. But my hand has been held by my mother, and I know my mother is afraid that I will get lost. So I followed my mother. She happily took pictures of me for a while, let me take pictures of animals with a camera for a while, and let me touch elephants for a while. I always obey, but I don't seem very happy. It was not until I got to the kangaroo area that my mother let go and let me enjoy myself! I was really surprised at that time! But happiness drowned out the surprised expression. I ran to the kangaroo like crazy. Kangaroos are untouchable. I can only watch them happy and take photos with that tiny figure. But I am still so happy. Suddenly, I saw a mother kangaroo with a head in her pocket. Ah! That's a kangaroo. I took my mother and asked her to take this beautiful moment.
Once, my mother asked me why I like kangaroos so much. I replied, "because kangaroo's pocket can hold countless things!" " "Mother listened to, some meaningfully oh. Then I went out.
When my mother came back with a small bag of things, I was surprised to look through it, but I got some condemnation from my mother. What happened next made me even more puzzled-my mother locked herself in her room as soon as she came back, and I didn't know what she was doing! It was not until she gave me a small and exquisite pocket that I suddenly realized that my mother, who had never known how to sew, was sewing the pocket I wanted most! At this point, my eyes can't help but see the picture of my mother being pricked by a needle while sewing a pocket. I suddenly felt a hot liquid running down my face. ...
We don't need some unrealistic language between mother and daughter. We have this eternal concern for each other in our hearts. ...
Chapter VII: Motherly love is deep. My mother is a middle school teacher. There is endless love and wisdom in her eyes; A pair of hands that have gone through thousands of years of vicissitudes contain heavy elegance. In my impression, her eyes and hands are connected in series, with a strong maternal love, into a string of brilliance, let me bathe in it.
Mother's eyes always show infinite concern. When I was very young, whenever I walked alone, my mother always looked at me with loving eyes and a faint smile on her face, as if to clear the obstacles ahead for me; A little older, when I can go out alone, my mother will tell me first, and then send me out with concerned eyes, as if to remind me to be careful on the road; Now, although my mother no longer watches me walk like a child, I know that her caring eyes are watching me move forward on the road of life. ...
Mother's hands are the carrier of her deep maternal love. Mother's hands are rough, and wrinkles are one after another. In winter, they will dry up and be very painful. However, this still can't stop her from loving me. Once, in winter, the north wind roared, and my mother sent me to school. Suddenly, as soon as she looked back at my naked hand, she frowned: "Why don't you wear gloves again?" I don't care: "I forgot to wear it. It's not cold anyway. It's nothing if I don't wear it. " But my mother insisted on handing me the gloves. "Order": "Put them on!" My heart was touched. I know my mother's hands can't resist the cold wind, so I don't want to listen. However, my mother's non-negotiable eyes finally made me wear gloves with her body temperature. The north wind blew in waves, and my mother's hands were chapped with blood and soaked with thick maternal blood. My eyes are moist. ...
Bathed in this warm maternal glow, I feel extremely happy. My mother wove a warm cradle for me with deep maternal love, and let me lie in this cradle happily. Thinking about it, the little poem echoed in my ear: "Mom! The wind and rain came, and the birds hid in the nest; The storm in my heart is coming, so I have to hide in your arms. "
Chapter 8: Mothers with strong maternal love! A great and sacred person, she gave us life, taught us to be human, and devoted her life to our growth!
Deep maternal love is in the light footsteps. In my impression, my mother's steps are always so light and soft. Whenever I do my homework, my mother will stay in the room and do what she likes. Occasionally, when I go out to get something, I will pick it up gently, even if there is a little noise. So my homework is done quickly and the correct rate is high. I think it must be because my mother provided me with a quiet learning environment! Sometimes my mother's footsteps will appear in my dreams, but I firmly believe that it must not be a dream, but my mother gets up in the middle of the night to quilt me!
Deep maternal love is in a deep look back. I once read an article "Looking Back at the Corner" and was deeply moved. I often imagine eye contact between my mother and me, but I'm not entirely sure it's true. It rained that day. I go to school on foot. Maybe it's the weather, and my heart is stuffy. I kicked pebbles on the roadside as I walked. When I turned the corner, I was surprised to find my mother standing downstairs looking at me. Those bloodshot eyes are full of worries and expectations. At this moment, I feel a warm current flowing all over my body.
Deep maternal love is in that special letter. It was an unfortunate day. I only got 84 or 5 points in the Chinese exam. I'm really afraid to look into my mother's eyes when I get home, but this is not the way to escape. So I crustily skin of head explained everything to my mother, but my mother didn't blame me but patiently sat down with me to analyze the reasons. The next day, I found a special letter in my schoolbag, written by my mother. I still remember the sentence "get up from where you fell and rush forward bravely!" " "This is my mother's comfort, encouragement and expectation!
Deep maternal love, it is everywhere. I must work hard, like a tireless horse running day and night, go forward bravely and reach the peak of light.