In the process of the child's growth, there will be some unsatisfactory things happen, as a mother will certainly educate the child, and even use force. The same thing happened to me.
I remember when I was a child, my mother never because I did not do well and 'out of the blue', despite how my mother to hide, but I was always afraid to catch a glimpse of my mother's lost eyes, so there are a few times when I encountered the test play poorly I want to put the examination paper secretly hidden, and secretly resolved: "I will not be like this next time!" Whenever my mom asked where my recent exam papers were, I blushed and said, "Still ...... haven't sent them out yet."
One time my mom cleaned up the table, inadvertently opened the drawer, my "secret" revealed, my mom picked it up and looked at it, and asked me in surprise: "When is this paper?" "This ...... this ......" I blushed and stammered. Mom did not hesitate at all to hear this, and angrily picked up a broomstick to beat me. Every hit mom scolded me a bit, mom while hitting and said: "Raise not teach, mother's fault, when did you learn to lie you! When did you learn to lie? Which time did I beat you because you didn't do well in the exam? But you not only stole and hid the papers, you also lied to your mom!" The more I cried, the more I cried, and mom fell into tears, but her hand didn't stop. Suddenly, the broom broke, and I stopped crying, while my mom looked at the broom, and then looked at me, with tears streaming down her face, hitting in the child's body pain in the mother's heart. I think I really hurt my mom this time. When I went to bed that night, I felt some pain in my wound, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that my mom was applying medicine to my wound. Through the light I also saw my mom's eyes, flooded with crystal tears ......
After this incident, I know that lying is not right, lying will also pay a big price. If you ask me if I hated my mom at that time, I can answer you loudly: "No". Because I understood that everything my mom did to me was for my own good. Mom hit me is not abuse but a kind of love for me, this kind of love can only be in the affection. I believe that the love of mothers in the world for their sons and daughters is never-ending.
On weekdays, my mom is so busy at work that she is already tired, but she doesn't have time to rest more and has to worry about me. Once the exam paper was sent down, I only got more than 70 points. Mom was silent for a long time and announced a big decision, mom will stay home with me for two months. Mom usually work very seriously, is a typical "workaholic", because my learning decline mom even put aside work to help me improve my grades, I was touched by mom! These two months we work together, all the subjects over again, from the former confused do not understand the question together, every night not to learn 12.00 do not stop, unit test results like a step up. After two I was excited to run home, I took the double hundred! The results of the secondary subjects did not have a lower 90 points. After the exam open parent-teacher conferences, the teacher publicly praised my academic performance soared, after the classroom teacher asked mom, what secret can make my grades rise so fast? Mom laughed, in fact, there is no secret, just heart. Mom often in my failure to tell me: failure is the mother of success, more heart more brain, in fact, you are not stupid, on the contrary, very smart, but also told me to unite classmates, help classmates, respect for teachers. Because of my mother's teachings, so I now do things very seriously, so that I have a lot of good "buddies" in school, but also become the teacher's favorite students. Now I am slowly growing up, gradually know a lot of things, understand a lot of truth. Every time I tell my mom who I have helped, she smiles and nods. Mom is smiling and nodding. I know she is raising me up with great love.
Love is the occupation of a mother's life, and a mother's labor for her children is costless. Mom's love is like a vast ocean, let me this small boat in the sea, embracing my everything. Mom is not a saint, but she used her simple, kind heart to guide me to do learning and life in the strong. Year by year, inadvertently I found my mother's head of silver, a closer look at the forehead actually have some wrinkles, these years my mother for me to worry about, she gave me is too much too much.
Mom, I love you! In my heart you are the best mom.
Mom's love
The world is only as good as the mother, there is a mother's child like fast treasure ....... Usually mom has paid so much for me, I must use my own actions to return my mom well.
At noon on the day of March 8 Women's Day, a school I flew to the side of Ran Xianghe, discussing what gifts to buy for mom. Ran Xianghe said: "I'll go to you this afternoon, then we will decide." On the halfway, I saw someone buying flowers, thought: "If I buy a flower for my mom, won't it make her happy?" So I bought a bunch of flowers with the money I had with me, and they were red. White. Purple ..... It was so pretty that I offered them to my mom. Mom was so happy that she couldn't stop talking. Said: "I grew up so big, but never received flowers!!!"
Around two o'clock in the afternoon, Ran Xianghe came to me and said he was going to buy a gift for his mom, so I went with him.
We walked three or four boutique house, although the boutique more, but we can not see, feel that the expression of the heart of the mom. At this time, we walked into the forget-me-not boutique house, ah, where the boutique can be really much ah, the counter, cabinet are full of boutique. Let people look dazzling.
The two of us carefully selected only selected a small boutique named "blessing". He is hexagonal, his inside filled with water, water, not a little air, water, a rose, flowers sprinkled with silver powder. It sparkled in the sunlight.
We asked for this boutique, the boutique aunt put it into the box, and then wrapped it with a layer of paper, of flowers, green, very nice, paper has a flower, very delicate.
At dinner, I offered this gift to my mom, who picked me up, kissed and kissed me, and said, "My son has grown up."
I was so happy in my heart that I had a sweet dream at night that I had grown up and become my mother's pride.
I would be good