My mother is an ordinary, but, she is in a breezy morning gave me life; she is in transverse oblique rain on the road of life, gave me strength; she is, in my setbacks, gave me confidence; and she was, in my be big with pride when my humble church. From the bottom of my grateful to her for years, although lost her youth and beauty, but she in my mind forever is Cupid, aphrodite. Hard although took her beautiful singing voice, but her every word is in my heart Jin Yan rhyme, it is the mother of its own actions tell me one of the most common sense: love is selfless dedication.
Remember the summer morning, it was raining hard, I said:" my mother, the rain is so big, don't go to school, " she said, holding the umbrella, said:" so little rain, will scare you, quickly, come on!" Said mother squat body, wait for me, I hesitate to say:" Mom, don't get me," because I know that, mom's leg was not good, but the day before yesterday just had a cold, my mother said with a smile:" are you afraid of her mother to carry you?" I laughed, resigned over mother strong back, rain hit the ground, they have numerous blisters, I hold up the umbrella, tightly over the mother's back, mother in the rain with a deep, shallow kick to move forward, she said:" umbrella the next play, or wet your back." I cried, I cannot find the words to describe the feelings at the time, the very next day, mother's illness, but she said happily:" you did not catch a cold!"
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