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Sometimes, I see others talking and laughing and going shopping with my mother in town. How envious I am. I feel uneasy when I see what my mother has carefully

I miss my mother on Mother's Day.

Sometimes, I see others talking and laughing and going shopping with my mother in town. How envious I am. I feel uneasy when I see what my mother has carefully

I miss my mother on Mother's Day.

Sometimes, I see others talking and laughing and going shopping with my mother in town. How envious I am. I feel uneasy when I see what my mother has carefully selected for her daughter.

I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go home. Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains. If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.

The blooming of life is a flower, which contains dreams. For the mother, the dream is broken in reality and has experienced numerous storms. There is no laughter in this process, only pain. She is hard-working, but she doesn't give up and insists on letting her children grow up. This is the mother's belief, the only belief that supports her.

In the surging grief, I often think of my loving mother's last time by my side. I am really happy and gratified! It seems that God has blessed me. My stubborn and arrogant mother is leaving my old house and moving in with me! I was so excited, I felt so full!

It is incredible that a person's life has not left a deep impression on his mother. It is inconceivable that a person's growth is not deeply influenced by his mother. A story told by my mother, a body language of my mother, can be unforgettable all my life. A word from my mother will be remembered for a lifetime.

Mom, when you suddenly left that year, I was exhausted and heartbroken, so I had to go into my dream every night to scratch your face and look for you.

Mother's eyes sparkled with the greatest satisfaction. This satisfaction is more fulfilling than her own satisfaction. This satisfaction is a kind of dedication and a flash of life.

Mom, please see me off at the station when you leave. Looking at you, I suddenly feel sad. You are only in your forties, but your hair is already gray and wrinkles have climbed up your face. Every gray hair, every wrinkle, is a testimony of your painstaking efforts for work and children!

Mom works so fast that no one in the village can match her. She can win a big table and a dozen dishes in an hour, and no one can but admire her ability and agility. Mother is reasonable and can understand the overall situation and take care of the overall situation. As the eldest daughter of a big family, she respects her in-laws and hurts her siblings. No one does not say that she is good, and she is more considerate and meticulous to her husband and children.

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?