我的妈妈

我的妈妈是个平凡的人，但是我觉得妈妈并不平凡。她为了我成天的起早贪黑的为我做饭。洗衣。辅导我学习。最让我感动的是我们要开运动会了，老师让穿白毛衣，妈妈忙着给我织毛衣，有时夜里我起来小便时看见妈妈还在织毛衣，我问妈妈你还不睡觉？妈妈说：“为了让你在广播操比赛时，让你穿上白毛衣。”

My mother is an ordinary person, but I think she is not ordinary. She cooks for me all day long. Laundry. Help me with my study. What touched me most is that we are going to have a sports meeting. The teacher asked me to wear a white sweater. My mother was busy knitting sweaters for me. Sometimes when I got up to pee at night, I saw my mother still knitting sweaters. I asked my mother if you were still sleeping? Mom said, "in order to let you wear a white sweater when you are competing in radio exercises."

我心里想母亲的慈爱不就像这春天里太阳的光辉吗？沐浴着阳光的小草，无论怎样都报答不了母亲的恩情呀/这使我想起了孟郊的一首诗：;慈母手中线，游子身上衣。;临行密密缝，意恐迟迟归。;谁言寸草心，报得三春晖。 妈妈你真好！

I think in my heart that mother's love is not like the sun's brilliance in this spring? The grass bathed in sunshine can't repay my mother's kindness in any way / it reminds me of a poem by Meng Jiao: "the line in the hand of a loving mother, the jacket of a wandering son". When you are on your way, you are afraid of going back late. Who says "inch grass heart" will bring sunshine. Mom, you are so nice!