Why do parents think their children are beautiful?

Wanting's mother: Yes, I think my daughter and son are the most beautiful children I know around me. There is a good saying: dung beetles says her children are fragrant, and hedgehog says their children are light. Perhaps most mothers in the world think that their children are unparalleled!

Yu Zhe's mother: My son is eleven months old. I don't know if you think he is good or not. Anyway, no matter how ugly my children are, they don't feel ugly because they are taller and fatter. My cousin says being fat is terrible. . . I'm not happy anyway. Every baby is a mother's child. I hope all the babies are healthy and happy.

Yi Song's mother: My daughter was very fat when she was a child. Originally, her face was fatter than my big face, so it looked better than a baby of the same age. At that time, I often wondered how I made my baby's face so big. Some people may say that my daughter is ugly, but in my eyes, she is the best and won't change a penny. Now my daughter has lost a little weight and her skin is much whiter. It has been more than two weeks. She is still my baby, my little princess! A mother will never abandon her children, because she is the best gift from God. I don't ask for anything else, just ask God to bless my daughter's healthy and happy growth!

Shi Long's mother: I think my child looks good. "This sentence really speaks to every mother's heart: my child, I worked hard to conceive in October, and I was painstakingly born. With his fucking father's eyebrows on his face and his fucking father's blood on his body, how can it not look good? If anyone dares to say that their children are ugly in front of a new mother, I guess I can give you a good beating.

Wu Xue's mother: basking in her own daughter, with big head and thin hair, flat nose and small eyes, is not good-looking to others, but she was pregnant in October and gave birth once. I have seen the softest and gentlest look of her. She turned her head for the first time, successfully put her hand in her mouth for the first time, straightened her neck for the first time, and turned over for the first time. I know all about it. I know what her expression means, I know when she will wake up and when she will eat milk, and I also know whether she is hungry, cold or pooped. She loves me, and I love her. Without reservation.