Write a 300-word composition on the topic of XX (whose) love.

Mother's love is like the warm wind in spring, blowing your heart; Mother's love is like a continuous drizzle, patting your face and nourishing your heart; Motherly love is like a stove in winter, which gives you warm sunshine in severe winter. I remember when I was a child, it was very cold one winter. Dad is on a business trip, and my mother has to take care of both the business in the store and me. However, my mother wouldn't let me go out to play and let me stay at home for fear of catching a cold. But she was disobedient and sneaked out while my mother was busy. As a result, in the early hours of the night, I had a high fever and my mother was scared. You said my dad wasn't here, and it was just my mom and me. What should I do? My mother immediately took me to the hospital. It was dark on the road, and I was scared. I called out to my mother. My mother said, "Lulu, don't be afraid. Just lie on my mother's back." When I arrived at the emergency room of the hospital, I saw the doctor, who took my temperature. At first glance, the high fever was 465,438+0 degrees Celsius. The doctor said to my mother, "How do you behave as a mother?" The children were burned like this. How did they get sent here? Must be hospitalized, and go through the hospitalization procedures quickly! "My mother just said silently," Well ... "But maternal love is sometimes severe. In my study, my mother never relaxes. It was the first semester of grade five, and I got 76 points in English. When I handed the paper to my mother in fear and trembling, her mother didn't say a word to me when she saw the score. A man walked into the bedroom and slammed the door. I really can't help it. I walked into the bedroom, stood in front of my mother with tears and said, "mom, hit me!" "You hit me! I am disobedient, and I will study hard in the future. " Mom said with tears in her eyes, "Lulu, mom won't hit you, but you have to remember that if you want to get ahead and be a person who contributes to the country in the future, you must be down-to-earth, step by step, and study hard from now on!" Maternal love is the greatest kind of love. Children are flowers and plants watered by their mothers with their own love, and the growth of children and girls cannot be separated from every drop of their mothers' love. Mothers have been escorting their children all their lives and silently guiding them behind their backs. Can we repay our mother's love? Just like: "But how much love there is in an inch of grass, I got three spring rays."

Great maternal love as the saying goes, "the thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for wayward children", maternal love is great. From the moment you were born, God gave you an angel who will always be with you. Her name is Mom. When I was in grade one, my father worked in other places and my mother was the head teacher of a middle school. She is busy with work and often comes home late. But her love for me hasn't diminished at all. I remember it was a night when silver peas fell from the sky. Because of a cold, I rest at home. My mother was still teaching students in the classroom, but at this moment, I suddenly had a high fever and my forehead was extremely hot. And my mother just dragged her tired body home. When she saw that I had a high fever, she quickly picked me up and rushed out. There are no pedestrians and cars in the street, only her thin figure shuttles through the rain. A cold wind blew and I sneezed. Mom and dad seem to notice something. She held me in her arms and wrapped me in her furry coat. Then, act quickly and run to the hospital. When I arrived at the hospital, my mother didn't even breathe, so she held me for registration, injection and infusion. I was crying all the time during the injection, so my mother took my hand and whispered to me, "Dear girl, don't cry, mom will always be by your side." At that time, after listening to this sentence, my body seemed to be full of strength at once. My mother stayed with me day and night during the infusion. I am hungry, she feeds me, I want to sleep, and she tells me stories. I lost two days and two nights, and my mother stayed with me for two days and two nights. I have recovered from my illness and gained weight, but my mother's eyes are red, and I have lost a lot of weight with dark circles. I will study hard in the future and repay my mother with excellent results.