Baidu knows the letter to mom on Mother's Day.

I miss my mother and want to talk to her.

Telephone is the fastest way to communicate in real life, but I don't want to communicate with my mother by telephone. I want to write to my mother by old-fashioned communication.

I don't remember how long I haven't written, and I really can't find the feeling of this pen. Full words pile up in the throat, every word is crowded with people who want to express themselves, and deep thoughts and feelings gush out without reservation.

Mom, did you hear that? I'm calling you! I really miss you, and sometimes I will call you when I sleep at night. A phone call, a miss. Mom, the ninth day of the fifth lunar month is your 66th birthday, but I don't know what to give you, so I'll give you my heartfelt words. I hope you can feel comfort after seeing it.

Mom, you know what? The footprint of your life has always been in my mind, full of tears of missing, often sprinkled in your dreams, tears covered with towels. With the passage of 48 years of youth, I rely on your not so thick shoulders. Although you can't support yourself, you still smile and shoulder the burden of your daughter's happy growth-this is your supreme maternal love.

Being a wife and a mother, the years have passed, and I have experienced all kinds of unspeakable mental processes. I want to tell you, mom, although loneliness and sadness often harass me, I am your daughter. No matter what setbacks and troubles I encounter, I will always face life with a smile like you.

For so many years, I have been trying to understand my mother from the bottom of my heart, so that for more than 40 years, I have kept a secret for us and taken good care of it.

It's stormy. /kloc-left home at the age of 0/8, went to school, taught, worked, got married and lived alone for many years. I spend too little time with you. I can't help but look back and gain a lot, including ups and downs and thinking. Perhaps, this is life, in a process, appreciate the warmth and coldness of life until the end of life.

My recent life has made me very tired. I lost my savings for most of my life because of stock trading. Whether psychologically or mentally, it is unbearable for me. I often fall into a long-term thinking and have too many complicated feelings in my heart. I can't say it, I feel ashamed! ! But now that I think about it, I regard them as a gift of life. How can we grow up without experiencing the pain of tempering? Perhaps, this means a complete loss of wealth, and even previous efforts are hard to recover.

Mom, please rest assured! My daughter will stand up strong! ! Think of all this as another experience of my life. He will be another treasure in my life. All the pain will be forgotten. .....

My daughter wishes her mother a happy birthday thousands of miles away! ! Mom:

Every time I see your busy figure in the kitchen, I always feel sorry. After work, you should drag your tired body, design the menu for the whole family and cook the most nutritious, abundant and delicious dishes. We three brothers and sisters always eat food backwards. When friends come home to play and eat your cooking, they can't help but give a thumbs up and admire! We all smiled with dignity. I feel very happy to have a mother like you!

You have high expectations for our brother and sister, and hope that we will be excellent in five educations, and we will not lose to other people's children both academically and morally. For us, it is well-intentioned. I hope we will become useful talents in the future and do our part for the country and society. Most importantly, you hope that we can take good care of our bodies, so that we can grow up safely and healthily. I'm really, really touched by your care.

For thirteen years, you grew up with us, laughed with us and grieved with us. You have spent every day with us, and you have taken care of us in every way. We feel so warm and sweet!

Mom! Your hands weathered by housework are proof of my years. Mom! Are you tired? Take a break!

Love your daughter.

A letter to my mother.

6. 1 Zhang Xiaomin

Mom:

This is the first time I have written to you. I don't know how you feel after reading it.

You have been dedicated to me since I was a baby. I don't know how much hard sweat and blood you shed, which paved the way for me and made me very grateful!

I will never forget how many distressed and sour tears you shed behind your back because of your injury and bleeding!

My school uniform is dirty, and tomorrow coincides with Monday. I admire you for taking the time to clean it that night!

Mom, you have done too many facts for me, just like the twinkling stars in the sky, which never ends, and I have done some small things for you. ...

Remember one night when I was in the second grade, my stomach ached and I couldn't get over it for a long time? You saw me being given medicine in a cloak, and it was unbearable. You immediately picked me up and walked to the hospital. The road is slippery, the wind is howling and the night is terrible. I hold your clothes tightly. Suddenly, you fell down. Suddenly, a big bag bulged on your foot, but you did it.

Mom, you are always willing to be used and promoted by others, and you are always willing to serve others, but you are carefree. Because of this, you have been sent to the hospital again and again. ...

I remember that summer vacation, my aunt scraped three tendons off her leg because she was riding a motorcycle. You nursed her day and night in the hospital until my aunt got well, only to find that she had a tumor on her neck. Soon, you were admitted to the hospital. ...

When I went to see you that year, I saw that your couplets had lost a lot of weight and looked haggard. When I came, I opened my closed eyes for a long time and managed to show a smile. Seeing this, I forced myself not to shed tears and be strong, but when I walked out of the hospital, tears could not help flowing down. ...

Sometimes, I look at your distant back and feel very sad. I know no one can know your difficulties, because you always refuse to tell me. I also know that no matter where you go, you will never forget me after more than ten years of ups and downs. I also know that you not only give me meticulous care in life, but also leave me speechless. Besides, you care about me in your study. ...

Sometimes I feel that you are like an alarm clock, reminding me all the time; Sometimes I think you are like an unusually bright and unknown flower, only knowing how to give selflessly to others; Sometimes I think you are like a star in the night sky, like a flashing firefly, illuminating the road for others. ...

Whenever I think of this, a warm current rushes to my whole body. You have devoted all your energy and sweat to my growth! Mom, now that I have grown up, I will never live up to your expectations. I will study hard and be a good teenager you expect!

A letter to my mother.

Dear mother:

Hello!

The spring breeze in May has quietly swept over the top of dead branches, and green buds have appeared on the top of trees. How beautiful! Today in May is also Mother's Day. When I knew it, I felt a sense of guilt around my heart, because I never celebrated this festival properly for you. Here, I solemnly say to you: "I'm sorry."

Some people say that we are the sun of tomorrow and the future of our motherland, but I think we are the pride of all mothers in the world. It was you who warmed our trembling hearts in winter, helped us up when we fell, and taught us not to be proud when we succeeded.

I remember when I was in the fifth grade of primary school, I cried because I got 17 in the English exam. Then, I slowly became depressed. It was you who gave me courage and strength when I was most lost, and made me stand up again and regain my glory! Thank you, really thank you.

Mom:

I feel a little embarrassed to write to you for the first time. When you are full, you can start writing, but you can't say anything.

what can I say? Thank you for raising me? It's so hypocritical. A mother's feelings for her children can't be repaid by a simple "thank you, mom". You have given us so much, I don't know where to start, let alone how to repay. Although I know, you don't care what returns or not.

I have been in college for almost a year. I remember when I first entered school, you accidentally burned your feet. You never told me the news in order not to distract me. How do you take care of yourself when dad is not at home? I remember when I came home, your feet were swollen, but they were still swollen like a piece of bread, and you couldn't wear your face or shoes. I asked you why you didn't tell me you were hurt, but you just laughed it off. My great mother, what can you let me say? Should I be moved or angry? Why do you always leave me speechless?

To tell the truth, I was homesick at school. But when I get home, I can't stand your endless nagging. This is not right, that is not good, in your eyes, I never seem to be right. Sometimes I quarrel with you when I am angry, which makes you very angry. Mom, do you know how sad I am to quarrel with you? My son is not a baiwenhang. He knows what true love is. It's hard enough for you to take care of me after a hard day's work, and I still quarrel with you. It's really too much. I know I did something wrong, but I won't apologize here. It is no use apologizing. You can't hear me. However, I won't talk back to you in the future, I really won't, I swear.

I still remember those days when I first entered school. I call home every other day. Every time I answer the phone, you complain that it is a waste of time for me to call. But that time I didn't call for a week, but you were anxious and called to ask me why I didn't call. I was angry and funny. I said I wouldn't call casually, but it's really a big deal. You are more anxious than anyone. This is you! Somebody's bark is worse than his bite. In dad's words, you are really "a dead duck with a hard mouth, and you won't recognize this half pot of wine money if you die." If you miss me, you just have to pretend it doesn't matter. What can I say about you? My lovely mother?

After I left home, I slowly felt the warmth of home. And your actions often make me laugh and cry, but they deeply touched me. I still remember the first time you sent me a text message. It was only nine words, and there was no punctuation: "Linlin, I learned to send text messages". It is these simple nine words that make me want to cry for the first time. You are a mobile phone illiterate who never uses a mobile phone and can't even find the power button. I cann't believe you learned to send text messages for your son. What progress is this? It was a miracle. Should I cry or laugh? Give me a choice, my lovely mother …

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I have so much to say, I don't know how to say it, and once I say it, I don't know how to end it. Mother's Day is coming, but I have to go back to school. I can't stay at home with you. You said you didn't want these foreign festivals. I remember the year before last, I ordered 100 carnations for you with pocket money, and I got a scolding. I won't give you any gifts this year. I don't have any financial resources yet. Buying the best gift is also spending your money. When I start making money, I will buy the whole world for you. Believe me, it will come one day.

Well, dear mother, I don't want to write any more. If you keep writing, and you can't finish it in seven days and seven nights, you won't write. Not writing doesn't mean I have nothing to say, just because there are too many words and I don't know where to start.

I didn't want to say "thank you mom" at first, because it was too fake and melodramatic. However, I can't find any words to express my inner feelings except this sentence. Go ahead. I don't like it, but I still want to say it. And sincerely say: mom, thank you, you have worked hard!

I wish my mother always young and happy!