An article in "Children's Literature", I beg you! ! ! If I don’t have any, I’ll post a few touching articles about father’s love and mother’s love.

I am their baby

Their love may be destined to be ignored, because it is so common and exists every moment. But they still loved me without hesitation and gave me a loving home. Because I am their baby.

He has rough hands, but they are big and warm. He often holds my hand and lets the warmth flow to every corner of my body. He often raised his hands to hit me, but never actually hit me, even once. He often pulls me to tell stories about the past, his face full of memories of the past. He often took me to the amusement park, and I had a lot of fun, but there was a slight smile on his always serious face. He never said "I love you" to me, but I knew that he loved me because I was his baby.

She has a kind and gentle face. She always looks at me with her concerned eyes and smiles softly. She likes to touch my head and give some advice and instructions with a faint smile. She likes to look at me, often looking at me as if in a daze for a long time. She likes to smile so happily when taking pictures with me, as bright as a girl. She likes to braid my hair, gently stroke my hair, and chuckle. She loves to hug me gently and say "I love you". She likes to rush over to me when I step into the house, hug me tightly until I can't breathe, and then let me go with a silly smile like a child and say "I'm sorry." Her love filled every corner around me, and she gave me all of her without reservation, because I was her baby.

They all have a heart full of love. When I fell, they never helped me, but just watched me cry miserably. Until I got up alone, she would touch my head, chuckle and say, "You are awesome." The side looked at us with a smile. On the bus, they would refuse anyone who offered their seat to me, saying, "You are old enough to stand." When I was sick, he would take me to the hospital without saying a word, and she would always stay by my bedside for days and nights. Every night, they would carefully pull the quilt for me without waking me up. They always loved me as much as they could because I was their baby.

I thought, maybe I am a flying fish that can soar into the sky, but cannot live without water, because water is my parents and I am their baby.

But we can't live without the sea, because the sea is our home.

The waves of maternal love

Maternal love is a ray of sunshine in winter, which dispels the biting frost; maternal love is a sweet rain after a long drought, moistening the cracked heart; maternal love It is a beacon in the ocean, pointing out the hope of new life.

Since the last time, the conflict between my mother and I has been lingering. Everything my mother does for me is seen as her atonement. Today I finally understand everything, understand my mother, and understand maternal love.

Today, my mother and I sat down to have a meal together. The dishes were also very rich, including fish, meat, shrimp, and many vegetables. My mother gently moved the delicious food toward me and said, "Huaying, eat more and you will grow taller. You won't eat until school." I ignored it, but I saw the bright smile on my mother's face. Her smile was as beautiful and warm as the sun. At this time, I also saw that the wrinkles around the corners of my mother's eyes were getting more and deeper, the white hair on her head had grown much longer, and her hands seemed to be getting rougher.

After dinner, I went to the room and turned on the TV to watch. It was almost three o'clock, and my mother asked me to pack my things and prepare to go back to school. At this time, I saw my mother holding an orange that had just been picked from the tree. I took it with both hands and put it in my schoolbag. Suddenly, a warm current came to my face with a strong maternal love. The mother dusted herself off and breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had completed some historical mission. The mother said with a smile: "Don't forget to bring a few bottles of milk, some apples, and dates! Are you cold in school? Do you want me to take the quilt for you?" "Mom, I don't want it." , I shook my head and turned around immediately, because my tears fell as if they were broken. I wiped my tears quickly, fearing that she would be heartbroken when she saw her. When I turned around, I saw my mother's haggard back, her gray hair, and the clothes she had worn for many years. Looking at the famous brand on my body again, I burst into tears again.

"Who says that the heart of an inch of grass can repay three rays of spring?" Yes, mother is like the wind, and I am like a sail. Mother's love helps me set sail; I want to cut the wind and waves for my mother, and splash a wonderful world. spray.

Catching a wave in the long river of maternal love

Sima Qian said in "The Biography of Qu Yuan": "Husband and Heaven are the beginning of man; parents are the foundation of man. People are poor. Then you return to your roots, so if you are extremely tired and tired, you may not stop calling for heaven; if you are sick and miserable, you may not stop calling for your parents. "Psychologists analyze that since people leave the mother's body and come into this complicated and noisy world, they have a tendency to return to the mother's body. impulse. Every time we encounter setbacks, pain and troubles, returning to the mother's body becomes an instinctive psychological reflection. Therefore, mothers often become the object of praise by writers and artists, and maternal love becomes an eternal theme in literary works. Throughout history, there have been many touching stories of maternal love; there are many chapters of maternal love that have moved the world.

Open the net of feelings and you will find that at the beginning of life, we are bathed in maternal love.

Crying makes mother anxious; smiling makes mother intoxicated; falling makes mother heartache; illness makes mother worried; going out makes mother concerned...

Open the net of feelings and you will find that maternal love is everywhere . Mother's love is in the nagging, every warning, every instruction, every praise, every blame, every greeting, every blessing; maternal love is in silence, a candy, a fruit, a cup of tea, a bowl of hot water. Soup, a sweater, a pair of cloth shoes; maternal love is in the expressions, one eye, one smile, one comfort, one frown; maternal love is in the subconscious action, pulling the collar, stretching the corner of the clothes, wiping the sweat Beads, pat the dust...

Open the net of feelings, and you will find that maternal love is always present, and maternal love is in the endless care, no matter spring, no matter summer, no matter autumn, no matter winter; no matter Close at hand, no matter far away. Maternal love is in the endless expectation, no matter when you are young, no matter how young; no matter if you accomplish nothing, no matter how successful you are...

Mother's love is like a trickling stream, every ripple is mother's love, mother's love is like a surging river, every time Every wave is mother's love. Open the net of feelings, hold a ripple, and catch a spray, and maternal love will turn into a beautiful chapter on the bottom of the pen.

24 Waves in the Ocean of Mother's Love

In my world, mother's love is like a deep ocean. There are no stormy waves, only beautiful scenery, blue waves, silver waves, and shadows of sails. Whirlpool, give me endless happiness and joy! Looking back on my 24-year life journey, I picked 24 waves from the ocean of maternal love and shared them with my dear friends.

When I was 1 year old, my mother fed me and gave me a gentle bath; when I cried all night long, she sang "Lullaby" over and over again, urging me to Fall asleep.

When I was 2 years old, my mother led me as a toddler and taught me babbling.

When I was 3 years old, my mother lovingly cooked delicious meals for me and fed me bite by bite.

When I was 4 years old, my mother bought you colored pens and a drawing board, and I began to paint various "abstract paintings" on the wall.

When I was 5 years old, my mother bought me a beautiful red dress and dressed me up as a beautiful little princess.

When I was 6 years old, my mother taught me a beautiful song, and my performance at the Children's Day Gala received thunderous applause.

When I was 7 years old, my mother took me to travel abroad. Holding her arm, I realized that the outside world is very exciting.

When I was 8 years old, my mother transferred me to the best school in the city. She ran back and forth and worked tirelessly until I sat quietly in the brand-new classroom.

When I was 9 years old, my mother spent a lot of money to buy a piano and tutored me every day after get off work.

When I was 10 years old, my mother accompanied me to participate in a piano competition in the city. The news that I won the prize made her extremely happy.

When I was 11 years old, my mother went to the movies with me and my friends. We watched the movie excitedly, and she sat in another row, watching us silently.

When I was 12 years old, I failed in an exam. My mother repeatedly comforted me and encouraged me to succeed next time.

When I was 13 years old, my mother told me how girls can protect themselves.

When I was 14 years old, my mother paid for my summer camp fee for a month and then made long-distance calls every day to check on me.

When I was 15 years old, my rebellious mother and I had a fight, but she was not angry and cared about me as always.

When I was 16 years old, I started living on campus, and my mother went to school to visit me every two days.

When I was 17 years old, when I was reviewing my homework until late at night every night, she would always accompany me quietly and hand me a glass of thick milk. She couldn't bear to take a sip herself.

When I was 18 years old, I graduated from high school and was admitted to a university thousands of miles away. My mother sent me to school and settled everything for me before leaving.

When I was 19 years old, my mother rushed to school to celebrate my birthday and sang "Happy Birthday" to me.

When I was 20 years old, my mother gave me a set of cosmetics as a birthday gift to wish me to be more beautiful and smarter.

When I was 21 years old, my mother asked for my opinion and helped me contact jobs in advance.

When I was 22 years old, I finally started working. My mother retired, and she said she would come to the city where I was to take care of me.

When I was 23 years old, I wanted to take my mother on a trip, but she refused and asked me to save the money and spend it myself.

When I was 24 years old, I finally got my wish and went to see the sea with my mother. On the beautiful seaside, my mother’s happy smile bloomed like a flower. We face the sea, and spring flowers bloom in our hearts.