Abstract: In the world, there is a growth guide named mother. There is a kind of love that is hard to buy, called maternal love.
On the way of growing up, because of you, I am no longer lonely;
On the way of growing up, because of you, I am no longer lonely;
On the way of growing up, I am no longer confused because of you.
Mom, remember that night? That day, I cried because I didn't do well in the exam. When I got home, I thought you would criticize me, but you didn't. Instead, you comforted me and encouraged me to do well in the next exam. After listening to your gentle words, I feel worse than being criticized. I blame myself. I blame myself. I am determined to repay you with good grades.
Mom, I have good news for you. My composition was praised by the teacher again. Mom, can you give me some encouragement? You always throw cold water on me when I get good grades!
Mom, what moved me most was your meticulous care for me. That time, I was sick, and a few bottles of intravenous drip didn't work. You are so anxious that you are crying. This is the first time you have cried in front of me. At that time, I suddenly felt so moved. Usually, I always make you angry. It's really wrong I will be filial to you in the future.
Mom, you always say I won't grow up until I grow up. I am not afraid, because when I grow up, you hold my hand, you guide me step by step, and you look at me silently. You can't accompany me through this long and bumpy life, but my life will not be lonely because of you, but will be more exciting because of you.