Mom, I want to tell you something from my heart.

On the bumpy journey of life, who gives you the most sincere and cordial care, who always cares about you and makes selfless dedication; Tirelessly teach you the truth of life; Who is worried about your trifles? That's right, great mother Motherly love is selfless and has no end. No mother does not love her children. In any case, maternal love is, after all, the most sincere and difficult feeling in life.

Childhood is like a meteor across the sky, but it quickly dissipates in the light; Teenagers, like running water, passed away without a trace, but now I, a young man, suffer in real life like fried dough sticks. Mother, my mother, was born and raised in the countryside and raised children in the countryside. She never knew that one day in May would be her birthday and that of all the mothers in the world, let alone what carnations represented. At this time, the bayberry in my hometown should be a mature season, and the plum rain has begun to moisten the branches and leaves of the earth. In the field, the hillside should be full of mother's familiar back.

A son will never grow up in his mother's eyes, he will never be sensible, he will never take care of himself, he will always be so stupid in his mother's eyes, his son will always be a sharp heart, his son will always be his mother's baby, and his son will always be his son. No matter how excellent, capable, beautiful and mature your son is in the outside world, this will always be the biggest concern of his mother, even if you are 70 or 80 years old.

Mother's kindness to us is Qian Qian's, which is hard to repay. But there are still many people who don't know the deep meaning and have no gratitude to their mothers. Children should take practical actions to their parents' filial piety, and it is very disgusting to think that they don't think of their parents.

Recall all kinds of fragments on the road to growth: babbling, memorizing words, mother's protection when she is sick, reminding before going to school, and mixed feelings after school; Fly a kite and roll on the grass in spring, swim in summer, have an outing in autumn, and read with me under the lamp in winter. All this is my mother's love for me. Thank you, mom! You taught me the basic principles of being a man, you gave me life, you ...

Bless you forever, my dear mother.