I'll say something to my mother.

Mother's love is like spring water, which drips into my heart and makes me grow sturdily. Motherly love is actually very simple. It is like white wine, spicy and warm, intoxicating; It is like coffee, bitter and mellow, exciting; It is like tea, plain and kind, which makes people feel fresh; Like a bonfire, it is warm but daunting.

How I long to snuggle up to you and talk to you. Mom, you are usually a little fierce. I was born timid. Today, I have to open my heart to you through writing. Please forgive me. I don't think you will be angry?

Do you remember? Once, I asked you to buy me a Barbie doll, and you agreed. I am having a swell time. I was very excited when you brought Barbie home. Later, you said to me gently, "Cece, you should take good care of her!" " "I am happy:" OK, I will take good care of her, please rest assured! "Then, my mother left safely. I rushed into the room with my dear Barbie doll in my arms and changed her clothes and shoes. Seeing this scene, I turned over on the ground with joy, laughing loudly, shouting, clapping my hands and stamping my feet. My heart is like a bottle of honey, my eyebrows are smiling, even the faint pockmarked face of Fang Zi bore is glowing red, but after a few days, I suddenly lost Barbie doll. Mom, I'm sorry!

Mom, I understand you, but you don't understand me. Take last year as an example. You know I have many "treasures"-Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse made by myself, candy paper, origami animals and calendars given by my classmates in recent years ... how I want them to be intact and become permanent memories! When you see it, say, "It's useless, it takes up space and gets in the way." I wasn't at home that day, and when you were cleaning the room, you burned my baby to ashes. Mom, I'm sorry. I even hate you. Mom, you know, I've been hiding at home for weeks, sewing Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse, painting, sewing and sewing, and I don't care if the needle sticks to my little hand again and again. When the crooked and lovely images of Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse appear in front of me, I think it is the sun in my heart, my beloved baby!

Mom, your childhood and mine were all woven with golden dreams. Mom, please give me a "treasure chest" so that I can keep my picturesque childhood!

I wish mom a happy spirit!