Love for mom.

I have a good mother, who is unique in the world.

; ; ; My mother has an oval face, black hair as long as a waterfall, and a pair of eyes shining with wisdom on her high nose. Although my mother is not very tall, I still like her and admire her very much. ;

; ; ; My mother is a Chinese teacher in a middle school. She is very demanding of her students. Because my mother is good at teaching, the headmaster transferred her from the fast class to the slow class as a teacher. Because the students in the slow class can't lay a good foundation in primary school, they all write poorly. So, once I heard my mother say that my composition was better than the students my mother taught, I took the initiative to help my mother correct the students' compositions. Only when I changed it did I find that the composition written by the students was so poor that my mother still had patience to teach! No wonder every time my mother comes home, I can see her pale face and hear her hoarse voice. I really admire my mother. ;

; ; ; My mother is very concerned about my physical and mental health. Whenever I have a high fever or a cold, she is the busiest. She kept telling me to take medicine well and never let me do anything. She just told me to stay healthy and not to give my mother any trouble. Although my mother says so verbally, I know very well that my mother cares about me. Otherwise, how could she be with me when I was sick? Why do you keep helping me find a doctor? ;

; ; ; But my mother also has shortcomings: nagging. How to nag? When I was at school, she often said, "Walk a little better, but don't stumble [next page]."

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