Who do you confide in? How to keep a diary for mom and dad?

The greatest love in the world is the love from maternal love. Mother's heart is pure, and every supreme mother has the most sincere love. There is a sincere love hidden.

Mom has a pair of bright eyes, and her black hair is mixed with a few silver hairs, which may be a testimony to her hard life.

Other mothers are very concerned about their children, and my mother is no exception.

I remember it was a winter afternoon and I came home from school. It's raining hard. I always feel top-heavy when I go upstairs. As soon as I got home, I collapsed on the bed. In the evening, when my mother came back from work after a hard day, she found me lying in bed, touching my hot forehead, looking at my painful expression and the heavy rain outside the window. Without saying anything, she put on her raincoat and walked to the hospital behind my back. Along the way, the wind roared even harder, and it rained even harder. The wind and rain beat us mercilessly. When I got to the hospital, my mother gave me a number, and the doctor gave me an injection. I fell asleep in a daze. When I woke up, I found my mother sitting by the bed. When I woke up, my mother finally smiled. I looked at my mother's wet clothes and hair and nodded, too excited to speak.

My mother, like a diligent gardener, took great pains to cultivate me. My mother worries about me, works hard for me and encourages me constantly. I only hope that one day, I can become extraordinary in the ordinary. In a word, my mother's devotion and love to me are hard to measure. I will study hard and honor my mother.