A line in the hands of a loving mother, making clothes for her wayward son. "Mother love is like this thin and dense line, weaving the barrier of love with one needle and one needle, protecting my child." But how many? Love a long grass, quoted from San Chunhui, "Mother love soaks the blood of each child, warms our hearts, but does not require a return. In the face of maternal love, life and death are no longer important. Mothers are only born for their children, You can even die for your own children.
After the Armenian earthquake, in the capital Yerevan, a pair of mothers and daughters buried in Vasau for 8 days were miraculously rescued. This three-year-old child relies on sucking the mother's blood to sustain life. In the ancient city of Pompeii, archaeologists discovered a layer of hollow rock buried in volcanic magma, poured the gypsum into it, condensed it and dug it out, showing a mother's gypsum image of the baby.
What is maternal love? People praise the greatness of maternal love, but I think this is the mother's most fulfilling, most ordinary, purest emotion - the love for children. Maternal love can be said to be boiled water, colorless and odorless, crystal clear. Although pale water does not have the attractive color of a drink, its sweetness is the most common, nourishing the sound of dry and hoarse. Maternal love can be said to be the moon hanging in the night sky. Again, it is bright, white and flawless. It emits soft light, whether missing or circular, enough to illuminate the road under the traveler's feet. It is not as dazzling as a brilliant star, but silently emits all of its own light. The soft light falls on the crystal dew, reflecting the mother's gentle smile. Maternal love can be said to be a tough grass. "Wildfires will never completely devour them. They grow taller in the spring breeze" and will never go out. Maybe you are sometimes arrogant. You are willing to trample on this grass. It has been trampled to the waist, but he will not complain or leave you. As usual, he will stubbornly bow his head and stand up for the green.
Maybe you are still complaining about your mother's embarrassment. Maybe you are still complaining about the lack of your mother. Maybe, you hurt your mother ruthlessly, but don't think so. Of course, the mother will not be separated because of your ignorance, and the mother's love will not be weakened, but your ignorance, your unreasonable behavior will make the mother's eyes more crow's feet, will make the mother's hair more silver, will make the mother's heart Pulling the pain violently. Don't complain. Caring for her, understanding her, don't make her angry, don't let her cry, you need to know how precious your mother's cockroaches are. You must know that, in fact, the mother is also very vulnerable, she needs you to take care of her. You must know how happy you are to be loved by your mother. Don't wait until the day I regret, it will be too late, you will regret it for a lifetime.
Maternal love is the love that transcends life and death. Please don't hurt her in front of it. Oh, there is still time, please love your mother. Turned around, hugged his mother and said, "I love you"!
