My mother

　　The world's greatest love, is love from a mother's love. Mother's heart is pure, the supremacy of every mother, have a pulp most devout of love. A true love is hidden.

　　My mother has a pair of jiongjiongweishen eyes, a head of black hair in the mixed with a few silver hair, was that perhaps she witnesses of fatigue life.

　　Other moms are concerned about for their children, my mother is no exception.

　　Remember it was a winter day when I came home from school in the afternoon, it was the heavy rain, when I was on the stairs, always feel top-heavy, got home, then pour on the bed. In the evening, tired a day's mother came back from work, see me lying in bed and feel my hot forehead, looking at me painful expression, and looked at the heavy rain outside the window, said nothing, but put on a raincoat behind my back to the hospital. Along the way, the wind cries more, have bigger raining, rain coming toward us.After taking to the hospital, my mother give me hang up a number, the doctor gave me a shot, I vaguely asleep. When I wake up, I found mother is sitting on the bed. See I wake up, mother mouth smile finally, I looked at the mother wet clothes and hair, nodded, excited to say a word.

　　Mother like a hard gardener, went to the trouble of cultivating me. Mother worry for me for my hard work, constantly encourage me, and only hope that one day, I can become the ordinary extraordinary people. In a word, mother pay for my work, for I love, is difficult to measure. I will study hard, filial piety, mom.