Mom's love has given the greatest number in me. How sweet is this unfailing love! How warm!
Mom's love is a cool breeze. Yesterday night, the power went out, and it was unbearably hot. I thought to myself, "How can I get through this night?" Mom seemed to guess my mind, said to me: "You first sleep, fall asleep, it will be cool." I listened and nodded my head obediently. I just slept for a few minutes, I really feel a gust of wind blowing towards me, much cooler, since it is mom is fanning me!
Mom's love is dripping tears. I know I can not eat spicy things, but I took it upon myself to buy a packet of chili fries, eat the night after a high fever, mom in the morning at three or four o'clock to get up to give me rinse medicine, I vaguely see my mother's eyes falling tears, a drop, two drops, three drops 。。。。。。
Mom's love is the umbrella that covers the rain. Once, it was raining heavily at the end of the school day, and I saw a familiar figure coming toward the school. I ran close to see, it turned out to be the most loving mom, she braved the rain to pick me up. Mom put the umbrella on my head, while half of her own body was soaked.
I am proud to have such a mom. When I grow up, I will repay my favorite mom with double the love!
"The Love My Mom Gave Me"
It's been almost 30 years since my mother passed away, and she was taken away by an illness. Whenever I see my children growing up healthy under the care of their mothers, I feel the love of my mother, and at the same time, I recall the love my mother had for me.
I was my mother's adopted son, but in life, my mother regarded me as her own, and did not treat me in any way outside. It was many years after I understood, after being told by others, that I learned of my birth. But I have not weakened my respect for my mother in the slightest, and my mother's love for me has been with me since the beginning.
I remember when I was ten years old, a summer evening, I ate dinner, hurried out of the kiln, to go out to play. In my haste, I didn't look at the road under my feet, and I stepped into a casserole full of pig food that had just been brought down from the stove, and the blisters on my sandal-clad feet burst out immediately, and I cried out in pain. I cried out in pain. My mother was stunned, and it was my mother who hadn't had time to take it away. My father panicked and carried me all over the village to find a doctor. At that time, the lack of preventive knowledge, medical equipment, poor drugs, if there is first aid common sense, get some vinegar to wash your feet, will not be blisters all over the foot.
From the village health center back, my mother looked at my feet full of blisters, red and swollen, heartache and self-blame so that my mother for two days in tears, tea and food not into. I'm not sure if I've ever had a problem with the way I look at it, but I'm not sure if I've ever had a problem with the way I look at it, and I'm not sure if I've ever had a problem with the way I look at it. The whole family's persuasion, mother from self-blame to get rid of, devote themselves to my care.
It was the middle of summer, and due to a shortage of burn medication, my feet were infected and the kiln was filled with a smoky stench. Because of the foot to wipe the medicine from time to time, can not sleep in bed, can only sleep on the ground, my mother in addition to take care of my food and drink, but also with me to sleep on the ground, a sleep is forty days. My feet were fine, but my mother was covered with abscesses. In my feet during the treatment, my mother to take care of the family's meals but also to feed the chickens and pigs, it has been very hard, but also for me to change the medicine, open a small stove ......, she has never been too annoying, always do the work, always with the psychology of self-blame to treat me, but I know in my heart, this is all because of my carelessness caused by my mother, but make my mother to bear the great psychological pain. But I know in my heart that this is all because of my carelessness, which made my mother suffer great psychological pain. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.
The world's mothers are careful, love child, my mother and all the world's mothers. I was fourteen years old, went to visit relatives, on the way back, was bitten by a vicious dog, the whole family did not take it seriously, the next day I participated in the production team's cotton picking labor as usual. In the middle of the morning, my mother tiptoed to the field five miles away from my home to find me, asking me to go home to get a tetanus shot, and at that time there was no rabies vaccine. I looked at my mother's sweaty face, her small feet, and her impatient look, and tears welled up in my eyes: I was touched by my mother's deep love. When I came back, I realized that my mother had heard someone say that a tetanus shot would prevent an accident. I now think of my mother's little feet, anxious to hurry, I was moved by my mother's love for her son.
Mothers all over the world love their sons and daughters, but I think my mother's love is the most genuine, selfless and meticulous.