A 400-word essay on traveling to a small Swiss town

Love is the most beautiful language in the world, and love is the most selfless dedication in the world. Love, it is everywhere and is with us all the time. It warms every cold heart in the world. It requires us to experience it with our hearts and understand it with our sincerity. If not, sometimes it will be ignored by us or even misunderstood.

One day during the summer vacation, I went to play football with a few good friends. We had so much fun that day that we were sweating profusely when we got home. I quickly rushed to the bathroom and took a cold shower. My whole body felt indescribably comfortable. Then as usual, he threw away the dirty clothes and said to his mother who was busy at home: "Mom, my clothes are dirty, please help me wash them." After saying that, I wanted to run out. Unexpectedly, my mother didn't even look at me, and said to me casually: "No, you are twelve years old this year. You have to learn to do these things within your ability!" Besides, it's a holiday and you have time to wash your own clothes." But I didn't pay any attention to my mother. Because I know that my mother loves me the most. She told me a long time ago that as long as I do a good job in studying, I don’t have to worry about anything else. Mom must be coaxing me when she said this today.