When we were just born, our mother's hands held us in her arms, let us suckle her milk, protected us from the slightest aggravation or injury, we were so happy!
Learning to walk, mom's hand to fall down we pick up, for us to dry tears, clap hands to encourage us to move forward. We are so happy!
Going to school, return home with laborious, mom has long used her hands to cook a good meal, waiting for our return with joy, saw us she, full of joy, as if she has forgotten their own hard work, that everything they do is worthwhile, while we are from time to time small fights, temper tantrums, and never satisfied, always think that parents do everything for us are We always think that everything our parents do for us is deserved. Are we still not happy?
We have been looking forward to the time when we will be able to grow up and become adults. However, we have long gone our separate ways, busy with our own careers and families. Look at mom's hand, has long become rough, unsightly, wrinkles on the hand to prove the vicissitudes of her years, the age of the traces of her had to stop, and these hands, is not the world's most beautiful hands? The beauty of these hands, is not that she cultivated us, for us to do a little bit of small things?
Mother's hands, unique hands, is a pair of warm hands in our growing up!
Everyone has a pair of hands, some are warm and delicate, some are thick and strong, some are small and flexible ...... but my favorite is my mom's hands.
Mom's hands are a pair of hard-working hands. Every morning, when I was still sleeping, my mom started to be busy. When I stretched out of bed, the house has become clean, the table has been set on a fragrant breakfast. I often wonder if my mom doesn't get sleepy when she goes to bed later than me every night and gets up early in the morning. But in order for me to eat delicious meals in a clean and cozy home, my mom put the word "sleepy"
My mom's hands are not only hardworking, but also give me confidence and courage.
I remember the time when I was filming the weather forecast and the teacher sent me the lines only on the night before the shooting. I don't know if it was because I was too nervous to be on TV for the first time, or because I had to record the program at noon the next day, but in any case, I was baffled. There were so many! I definitely couldn't memorize it. I hurriedly called my mom, who immediately understood what I was thinking. She touched my head with her hand and said, "No matter what you do, you should have confidence first. Your memory is quite good, you will surely be able to memorize it!" Following my mom's instruction, I read it carefully twice first. The third time I tried to memorize it with my mom's encouragement. Huh! I could memorize it surprisingly well. I had confidence all of a sudden. Then, my mom played my partner to accompany me to practice, so, in a short while, I memorized it. Look, how amazing mom's hands are