Point to the mother
Point to the mother
All the glory and pride in the world comes from the mother - inscription
All glory and pride in the world come from the mother - signature
Mothers all over the world are the same. They all have a heart, a heart that loves their children. Please like your mother! While we were learning to talk, my mother was watching over us, hiding in a corner and wiping away unknown tears. They were tears of joy, tears of excitement, and tears of happiness, just because her favorite baby could be called "Mom". Please like your mother! When we were toddlers, our mother stood by as a knight, silently guarding her prince or princess. When you accidentally fall, she still pretends to be indifferent, but her heart feels like a sharp carving knife has been inserted deeply into her chest. Tears were beating in the eyes, and then a person kept the tears "unsatisfied". Those were tears of heartache. Please like your mother! When we entered the kindergarten, my mother was very reluctant to leave. But when we went home and sang "Let me hug you, my good mother," my mother was very happy, and she shed tears of emotion. When we are sick, mother hates herself and hates herself for not being able to bear the pain you have suffered. Those are tears of heartache.
Mother all over the world are the same, they have a heart, a love of the heart of the children. Please point to my mother! When we speak, mother on watch, a man hiding in the corner wipe unbeknown tears. That is the joy of tears, tears of excitement, tears of happiness, only because her favorite baby will be called "Mom". Please point to my mother! While we were walking, my mother was a knight in the side , silently guarding her prince or princess. When you are not careful wrestling, she will pretend to be indifferent, but just as her heart is is a sharp knife, make deep in into the chest. Beating tears in the eyes, and then a man in "disappointing" tears. That is the tears of heartache. Please point to my mother! When we entered the kindergarten, the mother heart very much. But when back home, we sing the phrase "let me give you a hug, my good mother" the heart of a mother is very pleased, then leave moved to tears. When we are sick, the mother hates oneself, hates oneself cannot bear for you you to suffer the pain, that is the sad tear.
< p>Please like your mother! When we entered middle school, the distance from our mother became farther and farther. After entering adolescence, she often yelled at her mother because she thought she was in the way, but she always remained silent and continued to do her thing. She shed tears of grievance. Mother's life is always spent in fatigue. She is running for us and paying for us, but does not receive anything in return. When we grow up, our mother's temples have long been gray, and we are still lamenting where the time has gone.With the development of the times, the language of the Internet is becoming more and more abundant. Let us give a thumbs up and like our mother!
Please point to my mother! When we entered the middle school, and the mother's distance is more and more distant. After puberty, too, mother's cumbersome, often to her yelling, but she kept silent, continue to do her thing. She left the tears of injustice. His mother always passed in the tired, she in the rush for us, for us to pay, but do not receive anything in return. When we grow up, mother temples already gray, we still sigh where are all the time. With the development of the times, the network language is becoming more and more rich, let us put up a thumb, the mother of a praise!