I have a warm and happy family and parents who love me. Under their careful care, I grew up day by day.
When I was very young, I thought my mother loved me the most, because in my memory, my mother always raised me like a hardworking gardener. When I am hungry, my mother cooks for me, my clothes are dirty, and my mother washes them for me. If I can't write my homework, I will explain it to me. My mother patiently told me when I had words that I couldn't write. When I do something wrong, my mother will educate me and forgive me.
When I was older, I felt that my father loved me very much. It's just different from my mother's expression. When I was seven years old, I clamored to buy roller skates. My mother refused to buy them for me, saying they were too dangerous. The next day, my father took me to the sporting goods store and bought me a pair. When I got home, my mother was very angry. My mother said, "It's too dangerous. What should I do if I break them? " Dad said, "I'll just play with her." Dad played with me every day, and I soon learned to skate. I am very grateful to my father.
People often say: "A mother's love is like water, and a father's love is like a mountain." I love my parents.